Dinner

Paul was happy. We made it to the Red Onion and had fried foods. Paul was planning on painting when we returned home and I told him he would be in a food coma. Boy was I right! He gave Mags a bath, sat down and started snoring!!!

Speaking of eating fried foods...Paul made the announcement that he wouldn't be able to "eat like this when I start training." I asked what he would be training for and he said to be an astronaut. He then asked Mags if she knew what astronauts did and she said, "They float!"