As embarrassing as it is, this says a lot about what encourages and inspires our children now-a-days. They will do practically anything for a Happy Meal with chicken nuggets. And I've also learned to check, before I drive away from the drive-thru window, for the correctly gendered toy. It is sure to create a near Chernobyl meltdown if the wrong toy is sent home.
You know what would make me feel a little better about these dreaded trips to McDonalds? Substituting a yogurt parfait for the french fries. When are they gonna catch on to that? As much as I hate to admit it, much less write it down and put it in print, sometimes the drive-thru is the only answer to keeping life sane. I'm just sayin'.
That's all I got.
Sigh.
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