My pleasure

When you eat at Chick-fil-A (and if you don't, let's talk), you might have noticed that when you say "Thank you," they respond with "My pleasure." That's just the Chick-fil-A way, and it happens at the corporate level as well. Matt has gotten in the habit of saying "My pleasure" any time one of us thanks him.

The other night, Matt was walking with Holly upstairs to put her to bed, and he thanked her for something. She said, "Daddy says 'My pleasure.'"

And this morning when I went to get her out of bed, I thanked her for staying in bed and getting a good night of sleep. She said to me, "In Spanish, we say 'My pleasure.'"

Oh, too funny.

Here are a couple of pics from our first family lunch at Matt's work. It was part nature hike/museum/dining out experience for Holly. And for Anna, well, it was a long time to be away from her bed. As for myself, it was nice to eat something other than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. And seeing adults was an added bonus. Gotta recommend the spicy chicken sandwich...coming soon to a Chick-fil-A near you...