Although O. insisted that part of why he was looking forward to spending two weeks with me was because Emily takes me to McDonald’s, we ended up not going there at all, not even once in two weeks. But today, in the rain, while K. went to therapy and we had to kill a couple hours together? Why not the McDonald’s on Court Street? The toy was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Did you know that those apparently never went away?