We took the kids out for Chinese for lunch yesterday and at the end of the meal, Ian spotted the container of fortune cookies. He knew we were all pretty much done gorging ourselves at the buffet, so he grabbed enough for all of us. I told him the waitress would bring them over, but since we were the only ones there, I didn't make much of a fuss about it.
We all enjoyed breaking open our cookies and finding the "clue" inside, (at least that was what Ian called them.) The waitress then came over with our bill and brought more cookies, and I told her that we already got ours, but she didn't seem to mind and set them all down for us. The kids eagerly grabbed another cookie, but I think it's the fortune they were most excited to find.
Amidst all of the talking and wrapper noises, I missed Ian mentioning that his 2nd cookie didn't have a fortune in it. Shortly after, I saw him pull something out of his mouth and plop it on a napkin as he said, "Oh, I guess that one DID have a clue." I broke out laughing (and snorting, as Laney pointed out, because I was laughing so hard). I don't know what was funnier, knowing that he ate the "clue" or asking him about how it happened. We were all so into our own fortune cookies, that we totally missed that he didn't have one and even so, continued to put the whole half of the cookie in his mouth that actually contained the fortune and then realized it shortly after when his cookie had a little extra taste and texture to it.
We all had a great laugh and I had tears in my eyes as I giggled so hard replaying it in my head. (On another note, it kind of hurts to laugh that hard at 37 weeks pregnant, and one is also very aware of how full one's internal organs are when every muscle in one's belly is flexing and after eating at a buffet.)