Iris and I went for a ride on the monorail this afternoon and stopped for fries at the McDonald’s at Westlake Center. While we were in line, Iris looked up at the big M, turned to me, and asked:
“Dada, how do you know this place has fries?”
Roots and Grubs
The home of Matthew Amster-Burton
No surer sign that you’re raising that child right. Hooray!
And my sister said I’m a weird parent because my son has never been to a McDonalds. Thank you for validating my parental decision.
Although, I suspect one day we’ll have to make a trip – their fries are pretty tasty in their own way.
when i was very small, i was always amazed and dazzled that my dad magically knew when shamrock shakes were available. then we’d get one and split it. mine was cut with milk when we got home.
which may be why i was 20 before i realized shamrock shakes are actually minty flavored. kind of.