What would you do if you won a million dollars?

Yesterday was more drama around the Bates house. We had a hail storm on Wednesday night which downed trees (1), broke windows (3) and crushed cars (0 for us, thank god!). J's school was closed and I had an interview in the morning, so J went to work with Ryan.

After I was done I went to pick up J and took him to lunch. He and Ryan had had a pretty big spill while walking down the sidewalk downtown and J had some scratches on his face. He deserved a treat so he got to pick the lunch spot.

When I asked J where he wanted to go... no hesitation... Burger King!
"Why Burger King?"
"Because they have Indiana Jones Stuff!"
So we located a BK and went to enjoy the deep fried goodness.

At the moment Burger King is having a cross promotion with the new Indiana Jones movie. Not just the regular kids meal toys, but a game. Standard peel the thing off the cup to win a free fries game.

I thought J was going to have a heart attack when he found out there was a game with a MILLION dollars as the prize. I am sure all of the "everyone wins something" inclusion parenting that is prevalent at our home and school led us to the next 6 hours of debate...

Our one peel off resulted in a free shake. I am sure in J's mind, this was proof positive that we were going to win the million, we just needed to buy one more thing. He began his line of reasoning...

"We need to come back for dinner tonight. We will bring Dad and P and everyone will get a meal and then we have a 4 percent chance of winning!"
"If we come back two times a day until the game is over, we are certain to win!"

This went on for HOURS! He had it all worked out... until I explained that we would have to EAT the Burger King food two times a day for three weeks, and I wasn't sure if that was worth a million dollars (already feeling queezy from the lunch, ugh). My logic did not sway him, we had to go back now! Tonight! For Dinner!

We still didn't have electricity at dinner time so we went out, not to Burger King, much to J's disappointment (= crying). We did discuss what he would do with the million, once it was his. His generosity was nice to hear... A new house for us with two "extra rooms". One would be a princess room for his brother (squeals of delight from P when he heard the plan!) and an elaborately constructed Star Wars room for himself, complete with a mural on all four walls (he had them all figured out, some how I don't think a room of his own was a new fantasy). He added "a new Star Wars X wing" meaning the Lego sets, but it was fun to watch Ryan spin this into a full size mock up for J to play with in his custom room.

He's still lobbying to go to BK as much as possible, positive we are just one super fry away from the cash. I have promised one more trip before the game is finished. Now he's lobbying for us to SuperSize all four of our meals so we get that many more game pieces... where's the Pepcid?