Fifteen Cents and Counting...

This evening Isobel came up to me with her little hand brimming with pennies. She plopped them on the brown wooden desk beside me.

"What's that for?" I ask.

She looks at me and smiles and says, "It's so you can pay ALL the bills and still have enough money to take me to McDonald's." And then she adds, "I have more money for Johnny, too."

Later I count the pennies in the pile she so generously offered me. Fifteen cents. When I used to eat at McDonald's Restaurant as a youngster in Surrey, B. C., (back in the early 1970's), regular hamburgers WERE two bits a piece. But that was then and this is now.... She'll need to save a few more pennies before she can afford a chicken nugget Happy Meal... (and don't forget the toy!)

At any rate, "I'm lovin' it!" ... and Isobel is, too!