I'm a McDonald's Ad
Aug. 16th, 2008 06:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angela_n_huntToday was one of those perfect days that you hear the cliche about. Y'know the one. The one where they tell you that you'll treasure the moment forever as a parent.
Yeah, well, the cliche has some validity.
Today, the Mouse and I went to go and buy birthday giftage for the Ant.
The Mouse was better than gold. We held hands. She was polite to clerks and other shoppers. We conferred over gifts, she picked out the gift paper and at the end? Yeah, okay, we went to McDonald's. And I bought her a Happy Meal.
And at one point, she leaned her whole body into mine, chewing on a fry, and let out the most contented sigh I have ever heard another human being make in their life.
Looking around, I saw we were the only ones. Other parents and other children were there, but they all seemed either tired or in a hurry and harried.
Yet here we were.
And in that moment, it was perfect. My little girl leaning into me. Silly bad food. And that sigh. We'd found wonderful presents that weren't expensive but would have meaning for the Ant (or so I hope). We hadn't spent a lot of money. Mostly we had spent time with each other. We'd oohed and aahed over pretty things in the windows with no need or desire to buy, walking hand in hand.
But in the end, it was that moment, sitting with our fries and our sodas that I'm going to treasure.
Because it wasn't the stuff that was really important. It was the time that just the two of us had shared together. And yes, in that moment, I absolutely loved my life.
Chalk one up for the McD ad folks.
Yeah, well, the cliche has some validity.
Today, the Mouse and I went to go and buy birthday giftage for the Ant.
The Mouse was better than gold. We held hands. She was polite to clerks and other shoppers. We conferred over gifts, she picked out the gift paper and at the end? Yeah, okay, we went to McDonald's. And I bought her a Happy Meal.
And at one point, she leaned her whole body into mine, chewing on a fry, and let out the most contented sigh I have ever heard another human being make in their life.
Looking around, I saw we were the only ones. Other parents and other children were there, but they all seemed either tired or in a hurry and harried.
Yet here we were.
And in that moment, it was perfect. My little girl leaning into me. Silly bad food. And that sigh. We'd found wonderful presents that weren't expensive but would have meaning for the Ant (or so I hope). We hadn't spent a lot of money. Mostly we had spent time with each other. We'd oohed and aahed over pretty things in the windows with no need or desire to buy, walking hand in hand.
But in the end, it was that moment, sitting with our fries and our sodas that I'm going to treasure.
Because it wasn't the stuff that was really important. It was the time that just the two of us had shared together. And yes, in that moment, I absolutely loved my life.
Chalk one up for the McD ad folks.
