We're sitting in a next-to-empty Wendy's, chowing down on some chicken nuggets. Little man and I were checking out the kid's meal bag, which had photos of some crowns on it. One tall and skinny, one short and fat, and one in the middle. Asking which he wanted, he pointed to the middle one.
He asked which I wanted, and I chose the tall skinny one, which any princess would want. It was completely adorable. His response: Momma, your head is too fat for that one. Then holding up his imaginary tape measure he announces, you need the fat crown.
The lone college kid nearby, burst out with laughter, and really, who could blame him? I guess momma and her fat head should just eat at home from now on.