Friday, June 29, 2007

Conversation with The Boy

Or...How You Know You Are Raising Kids In A New Millennium

A couple nights ago, since The Mister wasn't going to be home for dinner, the kids asked if I would buy them a Happy Meal. We don't do this very often because, quite frankly, I think I would rather eat dog food before eating McDonalds. At least I know what they put in dog food.

We went through the drive-thru and brought their dinner home. While I was busy getting plates and napkins and drinks, and trying to figure out what I could eat myself, The Boy said:

-Mom, we probably don't need this receipt taped to the bag, huh?

-No, I replied, since you are eating the food, probably not.

-Yeah, says he, probably the only time you would need a receipt is if, you know...

(and I think he is going to say when they forget the fries, or when they put mayo on what is supposed to a mayo-less meal. But he says, like it happens every day) know, like if you find a finger or something.

-Yeah, son, that's right. Like if you find a finger...or something.


dcrmom said...

Find a finger!!! LMAO! Yeah, that's always a possibility with Micky D's! ;-) Thanks for delurking. :)

June Cutoff Cash said...

I guess your kid stays abreast of the news. Could he have heard about the Wendy's finger-in-the-chili incident? A finger. How funny.