Occasionally, my brother sends me stories about my nephew’s progress in life and, really, just how scarily smart he is. This came in last night from Scott to me and our mom:
A conversation with the boy this evening:
Daddy: “You wanna stop at McDonald’s for some fries as a snack?”
Dominic: “And some chicken nuggets.”
Daddy: “You can have one or the other.”
Dominic: “OK. Nuggets.”
We get to McDonald’s drive through and he sees the sign advertising the toys in the Happy Meal. (He can’t read, but he can figure this out, for sure.)
Dominic: “Can I get a Happy Meal?”
Daddy: “No, you’ve already had dinner. This is just a snack.”
Dominic: “Daddy, do you know what they call nuggets with no fries?”
Daddy: “What?”
Dominic: (pointedly) “A Sad Meal.”
My son. Your nephew. Your grandson.
The kid cracks me up.
Discuss...
