Spoil that child.

So today we headed off to the north side of Edinburgh for Rory's regular visit to the chiropractor. After a few 'adjustments' (cracks, cricks and other uncomfortable sounding noises) he was ready for a snack.

R: "can we go to McDonalds dad - please?"

Me: "no - I know a better place"

I sometimes wonder if I spoil that boy.

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