We took Scotty out to eat for his birthday last night (Red Robin...yum!) and I think all three of us were surprised when our table filled up with waiters clapping and singing at the end of the meal. I mean, we had mentioned to the waitress that it was Scotty's birthday (mainly to score a free balloon), but did he really need a full-restaurant serenade? And once people at the other tables realized it wasn't Brian or my birthday, they were all smiling at our little Bear, too.
Except our little Bear wasn't smiling.
He didn't cry - I'll give him that - but he looked completely and utterly confused about the whole process. And I will admit, when 12 wait staff gather round and start belting out a tune with matching hand gestures., it can be a little overwhelming
I managed to capture his expression after it ended.
Except our little Bear wasn't smiling.
He didn't cry - I'll give him that - but he looked completely and utterly confused about the whole process. And I will admit, when 12 wait staff gather round and start belting out a tune with matching hand gestures., it can be a little overwhelming
I managed to capture his expression after it ended.
Shellshocked Bear
Priceless.
And Brian and I split the free sundae. Score!
And Brian and I split the free sundae. Score!
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