That Time We Got Caught in the Rain.
If mommy asks, we had salad for dinner. Got it?
BW doesn’t like McDonald’s
For obvious reasons.
The child of course, loves it.
We rarely go because on a good day it’s a passable meal.
So we do what every child does: Lie our pants off when the two of us go to McDonald’s.
You see, BW had a very important online meeting at dinnertime tonight that required less family in the house than usual (the dog got to stay) so after we went to ninja class where she bounces and swings and jumps for 45 minutes, I told the child we were going to the Golden Arches for dinner.
“Does mommy know?”, she asked with eyes big and wide.
“No.”, I said (a lie - she knew)
There was jumping for joy and then when we got into the car we placed our order in the app.
Oddly enough she didn’t have a fit when we found out the k-pop hunters meal was out of stock and she was good with a plain old happy meal - our usual.
We get the order, and then sit down and plan our lie - We will tell her we went to the salad bar and they just happened to have Mario Brothers toys. Yeah, that will do it.
We then had to get new shoes where she picked the exact same show for the most part as what she had so there’s no news here really - we went to skechers and came out with a pair of shoes for her that look the same, are a lot cleaner and fit better.
We walk out of the shoe store and it starts to pour rain. POUR.
Lucky for us we were right next door to a TJ Maxx and look what we found:
We made it home high and dry with new shoes and just a little dad/daughter secret and maybe a few french fries under our belts.
Don’t tell BW.
We’re begging you.
Until Next Time,
TH and Co.