There is a McDonald's at the nearest shopping area to our house. We drive by it at least twice a day. Even though we actually don't go there often - less than once a month - Mia talks about McD's all the time. (How does this happen? Is there an addictive ingredient in the french fries?)So, it was a big treat when Grammy not only bought us lunch, but also let Mia play in the Playland. She had the place all to herself and didn't want to leave. I forget how we actually got her out of there, but it probably involved some kind of trickery. Or maybe begging (on my part).
On the following Sunday morning she announced, "Don't want church. Want McDonald's." One of Mia's parents told her that if she went to church, we could go to McDonald's afterwards. Her other parent didn't think that was sending the right message, but we kept up our end of the bargain nonetheless.
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