Super Sonic

Every Sunday (and I mean EVERY) we stop at Sonic to get a drink on the way to church (no not the alcoholic kind but hey that might make church go by faster JUST KIDDING). And to my kid's horror we have kind of become, um, friendly with the Sonic girl. There is this one girl who works every Sunday (maybe she is stalking us, no wait, we are the ones stalking her)and over time she got to know us, yadda yadda. I try to always tip her and we gave her a Christmas present one year. You know, the things parents do JUST to horrify the children.