going to the "M"
Monday, October 17, 2011 3:46:39 AM
Risa once asked, about 6 or 7 months ago, "Can we have lunch at the 'M'?" After a few probing questions, I soon realized with some horror, she was meaning McDonalds. Fair enough, we knew that day would come. So we took her, but did not make a big deal about it (in front of her). It was just another restaurant. In fact, at that time, she declared the fries "too salty!" and actually said we shouldn't go back there. But we couldn't breathe easy as this weekend, she asked for the 2nd time this year to have lunch at you-know-where. Well, if it's taken this long for her to develop the taste (she now says she likes the McD burgers), and we go only twice a year, I guess we're doing ok. Her favorite burger place is still White Spot, where the Pirate Pak always rocks.I should say the lunch did cost her. If she wanted me to take her there, I told her she had to not bug me in the morning when I'm still in bed. She is an early riser, along with dad, but likes to jump on me at 7 AM on weekends to wake me up. Contrary to what you see on TV, a 50 lb kid landing on you is not a joyful happening. If I weren't so dead, I might actually whack her. I told her the night before that I wanted to neither see nor hear her, and if I woke up because of her, then no McD's. Unfortunately, I happened to wake up a few minutes before she did, but she did whisper very quietly to her dad instead of the usual 100 decibel banter as they went downstairs to breakfast, and she set not one foot back in the room while I snoozed. Now if only I can extend that to every weekend (but without the M).














