Yesterday Cooper was home all day with me. She had a few chores to take care of during the morning which she did with little or no complaints. That sounds like a shock, I know. A five year old that actually listens! Wow. Cooper did her chores while I took care of some of my own. Anyway, after it was all done we went to lunch. I didn't expect to eat where we went, but I should have known.
I told Cooper to change clothes so we could go eat lunch. Her first words were, "at Micky Dees?" For those of you non-parentals, that is McDonalds. I said maybe, then after seeing her big eyes and wild hair, off we went. I must have blacked out because the next thing I know I was standing in line at McDonalds. I don't remember agreeing to it, and I don't remember driving there. But, there we were standing in line with Cooper smiling.
So we order our fast-food, unhealthy lunch. We sit and eat, enjoying our grease burger and chicken breast nuggets (or so they say). More than that, we enjoy a lunch without argument, without tattling, without stress. We laugh a bit, eat some, and enjoy a daddy/daughter date.
Cooper was very happy, as evidenced here.
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