The Genius of McDonald’s

I am shocked at the staggering success that is McDonald’s marketing.

Dana doesn’t watch television yet. To my knowledge, she’s never seen a McDonald’s commercial on television.

We’ve been precisely three times.

Once at a drive‐through. Dana got some french fries. She loved them.

Last week after church we took her to a play land with the pastor’s kids. She kept yelling, “french fries!” all the way over.

Last week on a rainy day Paula mentioned that perhaps we should take Dana to McDonald’s to play since the ground was moist. Dana bolted from her seat and yelled, “McDonald’s!”

I think they put heroin in the ketchup.

For Ministers Only

For all my dear ministerial colleagues with a sense of humor: you have each received horrible voicemails before. What you’ve never been able to do is turn them into a dance mix. If you are like me, you won’t be able to laugh at the original. It just sounds too familiar. But if you are at all like me, you won’t be able to stop laughing at the remix version. It just sounds too beautiful.

So Dana Is Using Two Word Sentences…

Dana has started using two word sentences occassionally.

Usually it’s just a stock phrase, like “get down” (please put me on the ground) or “all done” or “thank you” or “hold you” (I’d like a hug, please) or even “wuv you.”

Every once in a while, though, she’ll come up with an original sentence. Like “wipe fluffles” (my stuffed lamb has gone poop and needs a diaper change) or “goose honk.”

But a few days ago she came up with a zinger. I was being my usual goofy self and she looked me straight in the eye and said, “Daddy silly.”

Ouch. So young and yet so perceptive.