Saturday, May 30, 2009

And on that farm...

I never wanted to hear my daughter ask for 'MacDonald's' or worse, 'Maccas'. So I have always refused to tell her what the name of the place with the golden arches is called.

In a clear case of double-standards, I have less of a problem with her eating there.

Whenever we go on road trips, she begs us to stop at the 'cheeseburger shop'. On our most recent jaunt, she must have overheard my husband and I refer to the fast-food institution by name.

She now asks to eat to at 'Old MacDonald's'.

I really hope she doesn't ask what he has on his farm. Do I say, "Cows, chickens, fish and before 10.30am - pigs"?

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