Today, I thought I would share a story from 2000 when Elder would have been four years old…
The other day Elder decided he wanted to eat at McDonald’s, telling me, “I want a Happy Meal.” He paused in thought for a moment then added, “You know, we never get one of those sad meals. We don’t want those sad meals. We want the ones that are happy.”
I really don’t believe McDonald’s was considering the well-being of our lunch when they named their children’s meal.
But I have been wrong before.