We spent this weekend in Branson, at a condo in a golf resort. Today on our way home, we decided to eat off the dollar menu at McDonald's. Since we were drinking our own pop, we hunted up a city park where we could have our lunch. It's a lovely park, and we enjoyed our respite from the road.
It was rather windy, though, and the Mcdonald's sack blew away. We were finishing up our meal when Cliff told Monica, who's almost twelve, "Go pick up that trash."
Monica responded, "You mean that green paper?"
Cliff is hard of hearing, or maybe he wasn't paying attention. And he said "Yes."
That sack is what Cliff had in mind.
Here's what Monica picked up. Although, when she saw our reaction, she dropped it really fast.
Poor kid. She confessed that she wasn't really sure what all the fuss was about, but knew it must be something bad.
"Do you know what a condom is?" I asked.
And she borrowed her older cousin's hand sanitizer, really fast.
Oh boy, I'll bet this post will bring some wacky googles my way. ACK!