My hat is off to Chick-fil-a. For most of my life, I have just thought of them as a fast food place to get a good chicken sandwich, although at a premium price. Lately, I have come to appreciate the company on a second level. (you may know all this) Chick-fil-a is still a private, family owned company with Southern roots in Georgia. The owners honor their Christian values by closing all their stores on Sunday to give their employees time to spend with their God and their families. Publicly held companies can't get away with "traditional nonsense" like that.
Our local Chick-fil-a, up here in a DC suburb, has family night every Tuesday. They already have a small "playplace" with tunnels and slides, but on Tuesdays they bring in some sort of family entertainment or event. The only time I got off early enough to go, they had a folk/children's singer who involved the kids in the songs and let them play with instruments, etc.
Last Tuesday, they had the Fairfax Fire Department out at the restaurant for a fire safety event. They had one of the cows dressed up like a fireman and a firetruck outside for the kids to climb on/in and explore. Joseph loved it. The firecow came around to Jeni's table and interacted with Joseph. A bit later, Jeni turned back to Joseph and he was gone! After a brief moment of panic, she looked outside and saw that he'd followed the cow outside. He got to get up in the fire truck and ask all sorts of questions.... mostly "how?" There weren't many people there that early, so he had all the time he wanted. One of the firemen asked Jeni how old he was and was surprised to learn that he's only 2 1/2, because of all the questions he asked.
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