IT'S NOT FUNNNNNYYYYYY..... STOP LAUGHING.....

OK, it really was.... really funny.

First of all let me start by saying if there is a Cracker Barrel that where we haven't eaten or used the bathroom in Indiana, Tennessee or Alabama, find it....

We can walk in and know the daily special without looking at the menu.

Anyway. On our way back from Chicago, we stopped in Nashville Saturday to spend the night. Got up early Sunday. Dressed nice and drove to Sewanee, TN. Stopped at The University of the South to attend church and let Dr. Papa show the High Maintenance Trio where he went to college. It was a great morning. They loved it.

We get on the road and stop at, yes, a Cracker Barrel at South Pittsburg, Tennessee. Sit down and order drinks and food.

Let me preface this by saying all week Petite Houdini has been wiggling her way out of her car seat straps. No amount of tightening the straps will hold her into the seat.

So, we are sitting at the table and the petite one says "I'm Stuck". I respond with a "yes you are. You are strapped into the high chair."

Well, PH starts to scream "I'm Stuck". I look over and she has managed to push both her elbows through the slats of her high chair and they ARE stuck. I immediately say a few four letter words and tell Dr. Papa that she is stuck. Then I start to giggle.

The Petite is now crying and screaming. Dr. Papa is trying to dislodge her elbows from the sturdy wooden highchair.

Well, sitting next to us is the Regional Manager for Cracker Barrel. She jumps up and goes into crisis mode. She tells our waitress to grab a bag of ice.

Now, I have to tell you our waitress looked and talked just like Anna Nicole's half sister. The blonde one who keeps giving interviews to Inside Edition. Cute but kinda slow.

SO, La Petite is still screaming and Lucy and Ethel have realized that their little sister's arms are stuck in the chair. They both start laughing hysterically. Pointing their fingers at her and laughing.

PH has had enough, her arms are stuck. Her sisters are laughing at her. She does what a 3 year old does, she screams "STOP LAUGHING AT ME". And what does that do to the sisters, they laugh even more. So she screams "IT'S NOT FUNNYYYYYYYYY".

At that time we all start laughing hysterically. Me, Dr. Papa, Lucy and Ethel. Crying we were laughing so hard.

Apparently we were the only people in the store who thought this was funny. I got quite a few ugly looks from some old bitty.

It was 2:30 p.m. on a beautiful Sunday afternoon in the Tennessee mountains. We were traveling, what was her excuse for being at the Cracker Barrel scarfing down a dumpling platter.

Anyway, it took about a minute and a half to free the Petite Houdini from her bondage and we made it home without another incident.

Now, who wants to sign up for our next vacation?