Chick-A-Lay

Our girl loves some Chick-Fil-A. I mean seriously, she can pack away some chicken nuggets. Some times she just calls it the French fry place (yet she only eats the nuggets and fruit), but lately she will call it Chick-A-Lay.

Tonight we drove to pick up dinner and took Tucker along for the drive (B.E. - before Eleanor- we would take him through the drive thru and the workers would give him a treat and then we would share our fries with him. ). He doesn't get out mush anymore and we thought it would be a nice treat for him.

Well, let me just say I think he has a new found love for E. she wanted him to ride in the backseat with her. Both of them had their windows down ( only one stuck his head out). At first it was kinda of difficult to keep Tucker from staying in the back, but once we had our food it was a completely different story.

E immediately wanted a nugget and for every nugget she ate...Tucker needed (per E) a French fry. Seriously....I think Tucker now loves her even more!

Not the best quality, but here are the two amigos...




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