Ice

We don't take the kids out to eat. It just doesn't happen. Every once in a blue moon we'll go through the McDonalds drive thru. Today was one of those days. We have no food and I wasn't taking 7 kids to the grocery store by myself. That is a cruel form of punishment.

The kids all got Happy Meals, of course. I did break down and let them get rootbeer. (Soda is another rarity. Do you blame me?) When we got home, the kids set up a little picnic on the living room floor. Jet, super excited about the rootbeer, stuck the straw in his cup and began to drink. After a few sips, he made a little face, then shook the cup. His eyes lit up. "Wow guys!" he exclaimed, "This rootbeer comes with ice! This is awesome!"

It's the little things. :)

Lesson  137: kids thinking ice in your drink is a luxurious treat = white trash