Olive Garden

Last night we went to the Olive Garden with my parents. The food was good, the service was lousy, and Hayden was as sweet as can be. He was tired of his high chair so he sat by Grandma and Papa. He gave them loves and kisses. When they brought him his ice cream he was more than happy to sit in his high chair and eat it. We ordered him one scoop of ice cream and when they brought it there were three scoops covered in chocolate syrup. He thoroughly enjoyed it.