This Cracks Me Up
And it will you, too, if you have ever done a road trip with kids and had to go through a drive-through.
Vanessa, at this point, you should put your fingers in your ears, start humming the Bear Went Over The Mountain, and stop reading: Yes, I let my kids have fast food. Call DFACS.
Thanks, Dorothy!
Labels: Fast Food, Parenting is Fucking Hard
8 Comments:
Ummmm, is that a PT Cruiser?
Anne, You are very welcome. This was right on the money b/c for my son, too hot and/or too cold has always been a problem. So yes, I do hold the nuggets up to the AC vent. It's a sad face, but sometimes the drive thru is a mother's best friend.
BTW, Twice today Emily went in to potty (#2) without telling either of us. She sort of made it, sort of had some in the diaper already, down her leg, etc. But we lavished on the praise, and I actually convinced her to wear a pull up. After I showed her how she could remove it quicker and and then Sophie chimed in about the princesses on them, she was sold. Hope springs eternal.....
oops, i meant it's a sad fact, not a sad face. but if the nuggets are too hot, then I guess yes, it is a sad face.
yeah, it's been a long day....
Well, I probably lost about 10 readers with all this poop talk but fuck'em.
Yes, i've been drinking.
Seriously, though - it sounds like Emily is REALLY close to getting it. Hopefully, this time next year, we will both be out of the woods.
Tee hee. No ear plugs needed. Actually, Scarlett asked me if we could go to McDonald's yesterday. No one should judge when you are on the road with kids. Just get 'em to eat! We might have to try the chicken nugget cooling system on our next trip to Wilmington.
Vanessa, are you admitting that you have taken Scarlett to McD's? I am surprised at you!
Thanks for linking to my post.:)
Don't mention it.
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