Today is his birthday. So in honor of his birthday we were all going to go out to dinner as a family. We specifically told him we were going out to eat an early dinner around 4 pm, so not to eat anything. In the meantime, me, my mom, and my dad went on some errands. We were planning to leave for dinner the second we got back from errands.

Now, we never go out to dinner as a family. In fact, we never eat out in general. And we were going to go to Chili’s, which I always get Chicken Fajitas and a Paradise Cookie Pie. Of course, you can imagine how excited I was to get home and leave to get dinner. The whole car ride home I was like:

We arrived home at 3:30 pm and were waiting for my sister, Amanda, and my brother, Josh the birthday boy, to come downstairs so we could leave, while I sat in the kitchen waiting to eat the amazing lovely dinner I was going to have soon.

But then… what’s this? Josh said he wasn’t hungry and didn’t want dinner!

When questioned as to why he wasn’t hungry, he replied with “I just ate.” He. Just. Ate. Even though we told him specifically we were going to eat dinner at 4 pm and not to eat anything.

So now dinner has been pushed back to 7 pm, and I have to wait 3 hours, after I had been starving myself all day just for this meal.

The End