HEY!

Yesterday evening, my anniversary, Lee went to the ballpark to sell beer for Jesus. What can I say, I don't want to come between my husband and his religion. So, on my way home from work, I called Amy and we met near Eamon's day care at Jim and Nicks for dinner. While the waiter was trying to take our order, Eamon kept trying to get his attention. He said "Hey,....Hey....Hey....Hey'. The guy kept ignoring him. Finally, Eamon starting tapping him on his arm saying 'Hey'. The guy looks down at Eamon who then says 'Daddy drive fire truck'. I guess he felt like the guy really needed to know.