The Child

After preschool, Sophie and I went to one of her favorite places to eat, Poppa'a Hot Dogs. It was really busy and we had to stand and wait for a table. As we walked over to get our drinks, Sophie dropped down and grabbed my ankles and started screaming for me to pick her up. I bent down and said " child you're going to make mommy fall down". Standing next to us was an older man with biker clothes on and a long white beard. Sophie was terrified of him. Somehow she thought that I called him child and decided that was his name. Unfortunatly, he ended up at the table next to us and sat closest to Sophie. She started screaming that the child was going to get her. She climbed over me to sit farther away. Then everytime he looked in our direction she started yelling that the child was going to get her and eat her french fries. The "child" didn't think this was funny, although everyone else in the restaurant did. He moved to another table when one came available and then gave us angry looks until he left (which didn't help). Sophie was so distracted that we ended up bring her hotdog home so she could eat in peace. Kids are so funny.