Not Made Up

So the Grimmlet and I are eating dinner the other night when she says this. I should point out that she had just received an award for reading which is why we were eating such fare.

Grimmlet: "Daddy, why do you have a sad meal?"
Me: "Bwuh?"
Grimmlet: "Well, I have a happy meal with a toy, and yours didn't come with a toy."

It is all true. My meal didn't come with a toy. Of course, all I got was a McChicken sandwich. Not a meal at all really. But I was happy to stop eating after I finished it. (Although later I did eat something else to wash the taste out of my mouth.)