Happy Meal Love

If you were fortunate to grow up in a household where you (or someone) had “McDonald’s money,” you probably have pretty fond memories of getting a Happy Meal. For me, it was pretending to be asleep in the car when my parents pulled into a Golden Arches drive-through after a long day. I’m told that’s not a normal experience, much less a shared one, but I cherish it all the same.

So for the first time, we decided to take a breaker from the usual Happy Meal promo spots and tell these nostalgic little mini-stories that perfectly capture the precious contentment of eating a Happy Meal, from a 6-year-old’s perspective.