My Happy Meal

We don't take the kids to get fast food very often.  (And I should note, in the interest of full disclosure, that we don't consider Chick-Fil-A to be fast food.)  But last week our kids visited McDonald's twice.  In one day.
It came about on a Friday when I had a sitter over for Norah so I could get a hair cut.  The sitter took Norah on some errands and then got her a Happy Meal.  This month McDonald's has plastic pails with stickers (seen here) as their Happy Meal containers.  When Toby came home from school he was clearly upset that he didn't get a Halloween pail too.  What's a mom to do?  Especially when faced with a Friday night without a cook in the house (BJ was working until late) and long hours until bedtime, with potential fights over the stupid Happy Meal tub to boot?
Well, we went back to McDonald's on our way to another store so Toby could get a Halloween pail too.  I had filled Norah's tub with snacks from home so I handed hers over and gave Toby his while I paid the person at the window.  As I drive away Toby squeals from the back seat (after having just peeled away the sticker-cover from the tub): "HEY!  There's FOOD in here!"
Apparently I had forgotten to mention that when we visit the drive-thru for a Happy Meal Halloween pail that it would come with food, too.  We pulled onto the street and I hear Toby talking to himself, "I don't even believe it.  I don't know what to eat first!"