You don’t have to get the kids out of the car!

You know how the Golden Arches all have the tagline underneath that says something like “Billions and billions of burgers sold?” I think Ronald McDonald can attribute about 89% of those bazillions not to their deliciousness (although I will admit that I do love them!) but to the simple fact that to get one, you do not have to get the kids out of the car.

Is it a coincidence that McDonald’s became a super-power right around the time that the ol’ “Stay in your seats, kids, I’ll only be gone a minute” line became a reason for children’s services to come beating down your door? I think not.

Whoever invented the drive-thru window should go down in history right along with Ben Franklin and Thomas Edison. It’s pretty much the best idea ever – I just go up to this little window, tell them what I want and they hand it to me. Genius! But the thing that makes them so great – say it with me – you do not have to get the kids out of the car.

Honestly I don’t know why more people don’t get on the bandwagon. It seems so simple. So if there are any entrepreneurs out there, listen up. The key to success? A drive-thru window.

Think about how much simpler life would be if more businesses had drive-thrus.

Need to buy stamps or mail a letter? Stop by your friendly drive-thru post office. While we’re talking government agencies, how about a drive-thru library?

Need some Tylenol, sunscreen, antibiotics and tampons? Pull up to the window at the local drug store.

Here in Ohio we are lucky (or dumb) enough to have fun little drive thru places where you can get pop, chips and beer. I never realized what a luxury that was until the other day when I remembered on the way home from the grocery that I still needed a bag of ice. Kate was, of course, conked out in the car seat, so I just zoomed through the “Ice House.” Sure, it was a little strange having some lady hand me a 25-pound bag of ice through the window of my Corolla, but Kate stayed asleep, so who am I to complain? Imagine if I could have picked up everything I had gotten at the grocery store at the Ice House?

I think the real gold mine, though, would be drive-thru locations catering to families. Because, as I may have mentioned, the main benefit to the whole concept is that you don’t have to get the kids out of the car. Picture this: you pull inside a building that looks like a car wash, but instead of foam and brushes, you see an array of diapers, wipes and baby food. You can find anything you and your baby might need… and you don’t have to get the kids out of the car.

Did I mention this utopia is open 24 hours a day? Yes… that’s it. And they’re not only open but they really want you to come in on major holidays. But what if we combined that with the dream drive-thrus we already talked about? That would be perfect.

So if you want to be the next McDonald’s, it’s pretty easy. Just build a 24-hour drive thru Post-Office-Library-Pharmacy-Ice-Pop-Chips-Diapers-Wipes-Baby-Food Store.

And don’t forget the beer.

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More than you ever wanted to know…



In case you don’t feel you know enough about us (though between all the potty-training/breastfeeding/birth stories we’ve shared, you may think you know wayyyy too much!), we’ve each added “100 Things About Me” to our page… click here for Emily and here for Jenny… you’ll learn more than you ever wanted to know!

A big shout out to Jill at The Diaper Diaries, because we completely ripped this off of her site!

Do you still have unanswered questions?? Leave a comment and we’ll add more to the list!

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A Case of the “Mondays”


Going from having one kid to having two kids was a really tough adjustment for me, and the toughness started when I was about seven weeks pregnant and began getting sick. I’d been moderately sick with my first pregnancy, but apparently I hadn’t seen anything yet! My “morning” (HA HA HA HA!!!!) sickness with this pregnancy was horrible, but never was it worse than one particular Monday.

It was Monday May 1, 2006 – the Monday of all Mondays. It was worse than just “a case of the Mondays”. (My favorite quote from Office Space. If you have never seen it, please finish reading this blog, leave a comment, and then go directly to the video store to rent it!) For starters, I puked in a whole new locale for me – the shower!! That was exciting and oh-so- convenient. What a way to start the day. It really is impossible to feel clean after you’ve just puked in the shower. So that was about 6:45 a.m., then I hit the toilet and puked again about 7:30. I was still working at the time, and on the way to work, I started seeing stars – little silvery, squiggly things. This made driving veeery interesting. These stars were accompanied by a really bad headache, and by the time I arrived at work, I had pretty much convinced myself that I was near death. Once there, I called my doc, who said I was probably dehydrated and to drink lots of fluids and to “take it as easy as possible.” This advice didn’t seem nearly urgent enough for me, but whatever. Apparently it was not my day to die.

Now if I had any other job, or if I was working at any of my past jobs, I would’ve been out of there & on my way home as soon as I stopped seeing stars. But, I was working in a place where I was the only one who could do my job, and the success of the business depended on me being there, especially on Mondays because that was the day I trained new employees. So no one said to me “You need to go home.” Because they really couldn’t say that, because then we’d all be screwed. So I toughed it out. Puked 3 times at work (including twice during my training) and laid my head down on my desk whenever I could. Finally at 3:45 when training was complete I hoofed it out of there. My parents, who were watching Joshua, agreed to keep him longer at their house so I could sleep. I slept for about an hour but sickness/hunger woke me up. I puked again about 7:30 pm. Then Bobby and my folks got home with Joshua and they brought me some chicken noodle soup. I ate a little, went back to bed, puked again at 9:45, then fell asleep. For those of you like numbers, I puked seven times in three different locales! Pretty much the best day of my life.

After a few weeks of this, some pathetic begging and one failed try with medication, my OB finally prescribed me a miracle drug called Zofran. It was amazing and I was able to stop puking and start parenting my two-year-old again when I was about 16 weeks pregnant. Now that I’m a stay-at-home mom, Mondays are pretty much like every other day of the week, but I’ll never forget that record-setting Monday last May!

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