This is a story I wish I could have experienced first hand.
Last night my husband had the twins while I went to bible study. A group of ladies from my church is starting Beth Moore's James. Being the super dad he is he decided we would not miss out on guys wing night and took them both to Chiefs. From what I understand they had done great all night and it was time to go. Aaron was trying to pay his check but a squirming Jackson was too much to hold while he signed his check. He passed him off to our friend Charlie and within a matter of seconds Jackson had grabbed a plate of chicken bones and pulled it off the table. There were bones everywhere. It was described to me as an explosion-keep it mind it was all you can eat wing night as you visualize this. Not only were there chicken bones on this plate but there were also ramekins of ranch and blue cheese-these now completely covered Aaron, Jackson and Charlie. Aaron got Jackson and took him outside to clean him up and change him into his pajamas. While he was gone, it seemed the less than brilliant waitress had placed a half eaten salad at the end of the table in the reach of one certain little girl who quickly wanted to join in the fun and tossed this everywhere. Needless to say I am not sure this is an establishment that we will be returning to anytime soon!