We have an awesome fish and chip shop only a few hundred yards away that has been shortlisted for some national awards. I can't go there, but bear is very fond of their children's meals. They have fish or sausage with a small portion of chips, a drink and a puzzle. It clearly says on the board that children's meals are served for children aged 8 or younger. Last time he went he told the owner that he was just nine.
Tonight it was fish and chips and bear was suddenly devastated - what if he couldn't get his meal?! If only he hadn't shown off about being a mature nine year old! What if he just had to share DH's chips and not get the drink and the puzzle? What if his careless words had led to a dreadful fail?
Fortunately the owner is lovely and was happy to hand a kids meal over. That was this evening's slice of drama.
I'm currently failing at quilting, so I think I shall slope off to bed.