McDonald's

One day on the way home from school, I turned onto our street and thought about how Mcdonald's sounded good for lunch. However, I didn't say anything to Jacob because I knew we couldn't get that too often (it's conveniently and temptingly close to our house). So we went inside, and I said I was going to feed Taliya before I made lunch. Jacob looked around in the fridge, and then walked out the door. A little while later he came back in with a bag of Mcdonald's in his hand.

You may see this as a story of unhealthy eating; however, I see it as a story of love and friendship. I didn't say a word about Mcdonald's, but for some reason on that particular afternoon, Jacob wanted it, too. He also wanted to help out so I wouldn't have to make food. It meant so much to me, and I'll always remember that day as special.

Oh, yes, he did proceed to add an apple to the meal for something healthy. : )

There is something delicious about this weird, lab-concocted sandwich.

And root beer.