We sat down at the dinner table tonight with a wondrously nutritious meal of McD's. Don't judge. McD's is our only fast food option in this town. We had stopped on the way home. I passed the kids meals back to the kiddos as we made the way around to our side of the lake. Emmi saved hers for home. Jill dug in. By the time we made it home, she had finished her drink but not her food.
So we all sat down for family dinner. I pulled out my snack wraps. Jill takes out her box of nuggets. She opens it. It is empty.
"What happened to my nuggets," Jill calmly inquired.
And that is when I knew. She did something to those nuggets. She was calm. And there was missing food involved.
Eyeing her suspiciously, I asked if she perhaps had accidentally on purpose dropped the nuggets in the car. She responded back with perhaps McD's had given her an empty box. When I pointed out the nugget crumbs in the bottom of the box, she suddenly remembered eating one nugget. But the others? Vanished. Disappeared.
I took her to the car to search.
Kenny and I checked the grass surrounding the car.
We checked her bags. Her shoe. Yes, I even checked her shoe.
But I know. I just know she did something with those nuggets, and one of these days I am going to figure it out.
Probably when the car starts to stink like dead nugget.