A Happy Meal at the playground in the cool evening air: priceless.
About the only way I can get my kids to enthusiastically eat their meals is to make time at a playground part of the bargain. Half the time I require them to eat before playing, the rest of the time I let 'em graze and browse however they feel like it.
In this case, AJ'd finished his meal first (unusual!) and Ellie was watching and fidgeting, really wishing she could join him.
I let her pass on the fries. They wound up in the trash. And if Supersize Me! is correct, they're probably perfectly preseved to this day.