Some of McDonald’s drive-thrus are open 24/7, and my kids’ brains aren’t far behind.
It’s not always for good. Luckily, much of their thinking time is spent on Avengers heroes, pizza toppings and Go Ask Daddy questions (that’s paternity certainty that not even Maury Povich can get).
Keeps them off the streets.
I’ve avoided most potty questions and nearly everything they might see on Friends reruns and How I Met Your Mother commercials. There have been close calls – Grace, still in a car seat, once picked up an issue of Creative Loafing off the piles of socks and snacks in my backseat.