In case ya didn’t know, I’m a fan of Hardee’s. I actually only eat there three or four times a year, tops, but it’s really the only fast food burger joint I frequent (if you can call that schedule “frequenting”).
So we’re out and about this weekend, running errands, and Ava contributes at one point that she’s hungry. Jokingly, I say, “How’d you like a hamburger from Hardee’s?” She replies, “With fries?” Next thing you know, Ava’s in her car seat, chowing down on a kids’ meal. I was a little bit thrilled that she seemed to be eating with gusto and a little bit sickened at what she was eating. I didn’t even get myself anything! I figured it was worth commemorating:
