But Fruit Bat and Kitty Cat love them. Or love the novelty of them.
To celebrate Fruit Bat's
newly diagnosed asthma having done a great job during his appointment with the allergist yesterday, we stopped at McDonald's for lunch. We broke my rule of going only twice a month (we went just last week!! Eeek!) but J. is out of town, so what the heck.
I ordered the Happy Meals and mentioned to the cashier that my son doesn't like scary toys, like the skull thingy they tried to give us last time we were there.
She said, "Oh, these are just Hotwheels."
"Okay!" I chirped. "He likes Hotwheels."
She then proceeded thrust at us a most sinister and ugly vehicle:
Kitty Cat (who is TWO), got this meek little mouse:
Both of these toys will mysteriously vanish sometime in the next few days...