Ok try this. Close your eyes and picture your typical McDonalds restaurant. I'm sure you can vividly see the playground, the yellow and red sign, the chocolate milkshake which always seems to spill out of the bottom of the outside garbage cans, and the red roof with the yellow lights. I've never bothered thinking about what they are - or what they could be. They were just the yellow lights illuminating the night sky.
This morning on the way to drop the girls off at their school, the stars were still shining brightly as the sun crept over the mountains. We were at a stoplight and playing rounds of "I Spy". Which by the way, every time it was Chloe's turn, she just said "cooooooooookie".
Anyway Emma was quietly looking out the window with a smile on her face and patiently waiting for her turn at the game. I could tell that she was looking at McDonalds and then she caught me off guard.
I was expecting for her to say "I spy a slide" or something like that.
"I spy yellow french fries Daddy." Emma said.
"Where do you see that, baby?" I asked.
"On the woof on McDonalds!" She exclaimed.
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