Driving Adam home from preschool this afternoon, we passed a giant golden double arch, a symbol of (almost!) everything that's wrong with our culture.
Adam: What dat?
Daddy: I don't know, Adam. What's what?
Adam: What dat PLAYGROUND?!?
Daddy: Hmmm...
I've written before of the evils of marketing directly to children, bypassing the parental authority. I guess sticking a giant, colorful playground - clearly more fun looking than the playground in the park in front of our house - is a most devious form of direct advertising.
How does a vegetarian father beat the world's coolest playground, which happens - incidentally, I'm sure - to be attached to a giant McDonalds?!?
I have managed to not take any of my children to McDonalds for the last four years or so. I just tell them that I don't like McDonalds so we're not going.
ReplyDeleteI have four words for you (from a vegetarian) ... french fries, milk shakes :-)
ReplyDeleteThere you go, go get a salad and a water and let him have at that playground. For a short while I was a vegetarian and somehow, I still found myself in that place.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you on this one...continue to try to avoid it. If there is a country left in this world that does not have a McDonalds and a WalMart, I want to go live there! [Although, if I had to choose one, I'd take McD's over WalMart in a heartbeat! At least there I can sip a cup of coffee and hear myself think :) ]
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