We have been here at the river for six days now. Six glorious days. Of no demands. And no where to go or have to be. The closest town is Parker, Arizona which is about 10 minutes away. We have eaten at home each night but decided to venture into town and meet up with the Ewells for dinner. They promised the new, "Taco and Beer" restaurant (or Taco and Rootbeer as we like to call it) is good so we headed over. And then promptly found a sign that said, "closed". Now what? Not a lot to choose from on the Parker strip. The kids were chanting in the back, "McDonalds, KFC, Burger King" relentlessly. They know I can't stand fast food and we hardly ever eat it, at least with mom. But sadly, there was nothing any better and the local beef jerky stand was out of the question. Dad picked KFC and next thing I knew we were dining on a bucket of fried chicken. I stuck with the mashed potatoes, gravy and rolls. The Ewells opted out of KFC and ate leftovers at home.
The kids were delighted and thought this was the best night ever. We then went into our favorites of the week:
Mallory - stand up paddling
Wyatt - surfing behind the wave runner
Delaney - playing with Ellie and stand up paddle
Sadie - Daddy!!!
I love that a night on the Parker Strip at KFC brings so much joy to 4 little rug rats. And dad was more than thrilled that the night out cost less than $50!