We sat down on the train, across from an add for McDonalds $1 Sweet Tea.
“What’s that M, Mom?” he asked.
“Mmm hmm. Everyone knows that M,” said the lady sitting next to me. Well, actually . . . I thought.
“M for M&Ms?” (He is familiar with M&Ms, for sure.)
“Not for M& Ms. That M is for McDonalds,” I told him.
“McDonalds. McDonalds.” He tried it out to see how it sounded, then didn’t mention it for the rest of the ride home.
We got off the train and started walking home.
“Mom, I think we should have some McDonalds.”
“I don’t think we really need any McDonalds, Simon.”
“Yes we do. We should have some McDonalds.”
“Why should we have McDonalds?”
“Because we need some.”
“What would we get at McDonalds?”
“We should get some lemonade. We should get some lemonade when we get home.”
“Some McDonalds lemonade?”
“Yes. Maybe we should get some McDonalds lemonade when we get home.”
So McDonalds is, apparently, a lemonade stand. Or maybe a lemonade brand. Or maybe just lemonade that you can make at home. Or something like that.