Outsourcing Big Brother

Yesterday on the way home from our friend's house (said friend watching our daughter while my wife works the closing shift), something came up about Garrett, one of my wife's former daycare kids.

She said "Garrett's my little brother, and I'm his big sister."

So I asked "What about Josh?"

Darling Daughter: "He's not my brother. He's somebody else's brother."

Raised eyebrows..."Oh? What, are you outsourcing Josh now?"

"Yeah!"

"To where?"

"Fry's!"

The conversation then turned to Mickeldonalds (McDonalds), and how she wanted regular fries, chocalate milk, a hamburger and a toy.

My daughter...the corporate CEO addicted to McDonalds....