We rarely eat fast food for dinner but I decided the other night was the exception. The boys had 3 activities we needed to be at, all around dinnertime. We drove through McDonald’s on the way to our 2nd and 3rd activities of the night. I decided Caroline and Andrew would eat once we arrived at Alex’s practice but he needed to eat in the car on the way.
Here was my order at the drive through:
I’d like a #13, a 20 piece chicken nugget (yes, all 3 kids polished this off with no leftovers), 3 milks, and 3 small fries.
After receiving the food, I placed Alex’s food on a tray and handed it back to him.
Andrew immediately wanted to know, “When do Caroline and I get to eat?’
When we get to the lacrosse field I will give you your food.
“What’s my food?”
I got you some chicken nuggets, a small fry, and a milk.
What do you mean what. I got you the food you asked for.
“What do you mean I got a small fry?”
I got you a small fry, Alex a small fry, and Caroline a small fry.
“What! That’s all I get for dinner?”
What are you talking about? You have this meal every time we come to McDonald’s. There will be more than enough food for you.
“Why do I only get one small french fry with my meal?”
Ohhhh. No, you get a small bag of fries. With many fries inside the bag.
“Good because I need more than just one fry. I thought you were only giving me one fry. I’m hungrier than that.”