There was this mom in McDonald's, she obviously had her hands full. She was trying to carry 4 bags of McDonald's food and had 2 drink holders and little kids with her. She was trying to fill the cups of pop with her two small kids watching. The littlest one, only a toddler reaches up and grabs a pop dumping it down the front of his head, face and coat, and there is a big puddle on the floor. The child screams at the top of his lungs and now everyone is looking at her. She ended up making several trips to her car with her toddler on her hip during each trip. I noticed nobody made any attempt to help her, not even open the door for her. I felt sorry for this poor mom and would have liked to help her, oh yeah, that poor mom was me!!! What was I thinking? After buying groceries, I thought McDonald's would be a handy meal to the field. I let the kids play in the play area and went to order my food. Hello, drive thru would have made sense at the time, wasn’t really thinking I guess.
As harvest is in full swing, that means meals on wheels from me. Daily meals out to the field, and sometimes both lunch and supper. Most of the time Karen will do one meal and I the other. We are so short of help, Karen has to run the combine. I struggle with what to fix and getting it to the field with kids in tow.
As harvest is in full swing, that means meals on wheels from me. Daily meals out to the field, and sometimes both lunch and supper. Most of the time Karen will do one meal and I the other. We are so short of help, Karen has to run the combine. I struggle with what to fix and getting it to the field with kids in tow.
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