Yesterday I scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor. This is a new thing for me, as I've never been in a house with such old linoleum before, but man it's a pain. Anyway, I only mention that because I don't have lines in my carpet as often as I should, so I like to trumpet to the world the cleaning projects I complete. So, while the wax dried I had to keep the kids out of the kitchen so I took Audrey with me to pick up McDonald's cheeseburgers for lunch. Partway there she convinced me she actually wanted a hamburger, and I tried my best to explain to her a hamburger didn't have any cheese on it. She reaffirmed that was what she wanted, so we ordered five cheeseburgers and one hamburger.
Well, I had gone into another room when I heard a shreik from the other room. She was distraught about something, so I figured I'd better check it out. To be honest, it happens a lot these days. Well, whatever it was, she was obviously really ticked off this time. And then I heard it.
M-M-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-HM! THERE'S NO HAM ON MY HAMBURGER!
And was she ever mad about it! This turned into much weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth at our little lunch table. Guess I need to be more specific next time!
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To be honest, I've never been able to figure that one out either.
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