This afternoon we watched the John Greene Polo Invitational at Arranmore Farm. There were bounce houses, pony rides, ice cream, bad 80’s music, and of course, polo.
We’re sitting at a local restaurant waiting for our dinner.
Ian: I want orange juice!
Me: I don’t think they have orange juice here.
Ian: Yes they do. Look! (he points to a pitcher of beer on a nearby table)
Katra: No, honey, that’s not orange juice, that’s beer. That’s only for mommies and daddies.
Ian: Oh… I love that kind of drink.
Katra and me: (exchange concerned looks)