Last night we headed out to Chick-Fil-A because Wednesday is "kids eat free" night. Hambone and I are never opposed to getting a deal like that.
To further celebrate Kids' Night, the restaurant had hired a face painter for the kids -- again at no charge, so we sent Hamslice over to get some makeup. But our poor baby was the first kid in line after the line was closed, and the face painter let him stand around for 20 minutes before she told him that.
I had to take him out of the line while he cried like his heart was broken. Other patrons were giving us sad faces and sympathetic 'Tsks" and it was too much for our little man.
When we got home he was still upset, so he and I went upstairs and I put on some of my own makeup to transform him into "Pirate Hamslice." We even put an earring on (resting it over the top of his ear) He liked the pirate get-up quite a bit. I think we made it all better.
This morning he wanted the pirate makeup on again for school. I told him to save it for when Uncle C. comes this weekend =)