My little Bright Eyes had a gem the other day. We were spending some time together and I was taking her with me on some errands. It was close to lunch time so I told her she could pick ANY place she wanted to eat. I would not necessarily make that same offer to the older kids, but it was safe with her.
As we drove down the road, she was naming different places. She was just able to settle on McDonalds when she changed her mind. She exclaimed, “Oh I know, we haven’t had Jingle Bells for a long time. Let’s eat there!” I didn’t know how to even begin to decode that one and glanced over my shoulder to see her, and hope for a clue. That was when I saw the Taco Bell out her window. Bingo!
It is true that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I am not sure that changing the name of Taco Bell really helps.