This weekend, my 11-year-old niece Cayla stayed with me. We ate junk food and did crafting and girly things. A good time was had by all. BUT. In the midst of everything, we went through a drive-thru to pick up dinner, and she got a kid's meal with a cruddy toy. This led to the following conversation:
I mean ... really? Seriously? DON'T HER PARENTS EVEN CARE??? I feel like she's been robbed of her childhood. Parents, don't let this happen to your children. Please. PLEASE.Cayla: I don't really want this toy.
Me: Yeah, it's not great. You know, when I was a kid, Cracker Jack came with great toys! Now the toys it comes with SUCK. (I know I shouldn't be using those kinds of words around little kids, but sometimes I forget.)
Cayla: What's Cracker Jack?