Seriously. Just leave the kids home with a 51-pound chicken nugget. Perhaps instead of a babysitter. They’ll be fine. They’ll be thrilled. They’ve got chicken, 2.5 pounds of bread crumbs, and ketchup. It’s about as balanced as anything they’re going to eat on vacation anyway.
Got a Question for “You’re Asking Me?” I kind of have my hands full right now. 51 pounds. It’s going to be the weirdest Shalashudiss ever.