Sometimes, you can actually get a pretty cool toy in a fast food restaurant's Kid's Meal. Or at least something that your kid thinks is cool for more than, say, 5 minutes.
Dale got such a toy for Ivie at McDonald's the other day. It's a mini-Shrek plastic toy. It's actually one of Shrek's babies (from Shrek the Third), which has 3 different noises when you press its button. It says "Da-da", cries, and burps (gross, I know).
Not sure why, but Ivie decided to name it Kesha. Maybe because she has a bigger version of a Shrek baby that we call "Felicia", and "Kesha" sounds close to that? Or maybe because it's the name of one of her former teachers in the toddler class at school? Who knows, but Kesha it is.
Given that Ivie's a huge Shrek fan (it's in the running for the theme for her 3rd birthday party, which I realized the other day is only 3 short months away), the toy is a hit. But it's also something else that ends up on the floor in the kitchen with regularity. Which means Mommy and Daddy quickly become annoyed with it! But as long as it keeps the kiddo happy, right?!?
Short explanation about the picture. As you can tell from her pouting, Ivie was throwing a fit Friday morning. I don't even remember what the fit was about (they're pretty regular in the mornings in our house when we're trying to get her ready to get out the door in time to make it to school for snack at 8:30a), but she refused to pose for a picture with Kesha. So this was the best I could do. And wouldn't you know that as soon as I snapped the picture, the fit was over, and she was climbing out from below the swing, saying "Let me see it, Mommy!".