Well hello there! Happy Friday!
Last night Dan, Ina, and I, as a family of three(and a half), had our first drive-thru experience. At least that I can remember.
That isn’t to say that we don’t sometimes eat things less than healthy - last Saturday for Dan’s birthday I had two delicious pieces of pizza and Sunday for Easter I ate an undisclosed amount of dessert at my grandma’s. Both full of gluten, which comes to think of it, is probably why I got sick. (If given the opportunity to blame gluten, I usually do.)
We also go out to eat once a week-ish, but usually to Chipolte or somewhere I can’t replicate at home (Indian or Thai).
I just typically don’t see the point in eating anything that comes out of a drive-thru window. However, last night, as we were driving home from a weeknight errand and there was no time to make dinner, I wash’t feeling Chipolte because I was having some heart burn issues and who wants to eat a burrito bowl without spicy salsa?
When Dan asked where he should drive, I quietly told him I was craving french fries. A huge grin crossed his face and he asked where I wanted to go. I didn’t know - which place has the best french fries?
As we pulled into Wendy’s I fought the urge to slide down in my seat just in case someone I knew saw me.
Ina asked what we were doing at the bank.
We asked Ina if she wanted a cheeseburger or chicken nuggets and she couldn’t answer because she couldn’t stop squealing.
After we ordered we pulled around to the window and Ina asked who “that girl was?” We told her it was the girl who took our money and gave us our food.
She replied, “Awww, that’s so nice!"
When we received our bags of food, Ina screamed at her, “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
Ina ate all of her chicken nuggets and asked for more.
She spilled her milk in her carseat.
I finished her fries.
The “toy” in the kids meal was an Annie lyric book with two songs, Maybe and Tomorrow. So, the night ended with Dan and I talking about adoption and Ina’s first broadway performance.