Usually The Husband drops Nicholas off at school in the morning, and I pick him up, but today I got morning duties. Nicholas couldn’t decide what he wanted for breakfast, so I suggested something different… a morning date at Burger King. Because I work from home and don’t punch a clock, it’s easier for me to do something like this instead of The Husband (they can’t get out of the house early enough).
When we walked in, Nicholas said he wanted to look at the menu and decide what he wanted for himself. Fair enough. He opted for a #5, appropriate since he couldn’t read the words on the menu, but recognized the numbers. He followed that up by asking me if he liked it (since he wasn’t quite sure what it was). French toast sticks. We were safe.
Because it was too early for a kids’ meal with a toy, I asked if they still had those cardboard crowns, fully expecting them to say no. I kinda thought those things went out in the 80s, since that’s probably the last time I saw one. But lo and behold, they had them, and Nicholas couldn’t have been more thrilled. In fact, as I type this, he’s sleeping in his bed with the crown on.
“Mama, this is very special.”
“Eating breakfast at Burger King. It’s very special.”
“It’s not special eating breakfast at home?” I asked, just messing with him.
“Yes, that’s special too sometimes, but this is more special.”
I love that kid! Too cute.