“Hey babe, you should wear this white shirt here.” This is what my wife told me one morning last month as we were about to head out as a family for the day. Later on I noticed everyone else in the family was wearing white, or had something with them white. Hmm…set up?
The kids also had supplies for a project they were to complete while we were out. This is nothing out of the normal as we are a homeschooling family, and our kids frequently take projects on the go. So, what was this project? The project was to cut out a bunch of small black shapes, and make a sign. The sign was to say “Eat Mor Chikin.” Yes, they were making cow costumes for us to wear! Me included.
How far will I go?
It was Chick-fil-A “cows eat for for free day” or something. So the black shapes were to be taped to our clothes so we’d look like cows. Anyone who showed up at their restaurant dressed as a cow ate for free. I’ll admit I was cool with wearing spots and eating free. Our day was packed as we left the house at like 8, and had activities that would last until 11 or 12 at night. This was one way to eliminate packing lunches, and eating out (which we try to keep to a minimum).
But then I was asked to wear cow make-up on my face. I wasn’t going to be able to do that. Cow spots taped on my white shirt? Cool. Make-up/paint on my face to complete the costume? Uh-uh, nope. I wasn’t getting off that easy though. My family was “encouraging” me to do so. If not, our “cow family” would not be complete.
Taking it too far?
Okay, so after finally giving in to all the
encouragement pressure, I did it. But I didn’t just do it, I went all out! I told my wife, if I am going to dress up as a cow, then I am living it up. I don’t do stuff halfway! So, since we had stuff to do all over town, I set a goal to stop at every Chick-fil-A we see, and get the benefit of being a cow family, free meals!
By the end of the day, we stopped at three different Chick-fil-A restaurants, and got free meals at each. Yes, I went there! And my wife was embarrassed by the end of the day. Our spots kept falling off, and we’d have to re-tape or put new ones on at each stop. So, we not only ate Chick-fil-A all day, and lunch the next day, but we also gave some food to the homeless. I instructed my kids if anyone asked them what they did all day to respond, “we went Chick-fil-A hopping…and it was EPIC!” Great parenting there.
So, what will I do for love? I will dress up as a cow, and ride all over town looking for Chick-fil-A restaurants, while embarrassing my wife. My love knows no end! :)
(Note: This is NOT a paid or sponsored post, but our family does really love Chick-fil-A!)
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