Last week Ronin and I had a few appointments to do in town so we dropped Drayken off with their grandparents and made great use of the girl time. I asked her if there was anything in particular that she would really like to have for lunch and, just as I would have guessed, her immediate response was, "A milkshake!" This child lives for the junk food. And for months now she's been asking for a milkshake. I *think* she actually meant a Frappucino from Starbucks now that it's all over and done with, but she seemed to enjoy what we ended up doing. If you live in Murfreesboro then you have probably heard of Reeves-Sain. It's a locally owned drug store that also has a boutique store front (with adorable unique items) and a real working soda fountain. I'm sure that you can imagine that this is not the type of place that I would frequently want to eat at but when your kid asks for a milkshake, you want to take her to do the "milkshake" experience up right. Well, at least I did. She claimed that it was very important to her that I order a milkshake too. Turned out that we could have gotten just one and split it. My tummy was less than happy with me... and two days later I started getting sick from all of the dairy. Oh the things we do for our children. In addition to our milk shakes, I ordered the largest salad ever which fed me three more times and my husband finished it off. Ronin ordered a tuna fish sandwich which she said was good. After we had our lunch, I carefully chose an ornament from the gift shop which I later took to a Ladies' Holiday Party for women from my church which I attended with a woman who's husband apparently owns aforementioned drug store. What a small world (or very large church).