Mr. Onion's?

I'm keeping the Meade kiddos while their parents are out of town, and every time Mason and Aiden get together, bloggable moments abound! Today they were BEGGING to go to McDonald's for lunch. Since Blake, the fast food Nazi was home, I would never consider feeding children fast food, we kept trying to divert their attention, but they weren't buying. Finally, Blake told them that McDonald's had to close down due to high energy bills and now, in its place, is a restaurant called Mr. Onion's. He told them that Mr. Onion's only serves onions...not even onion rings...just raw onions. They no longer serve pop...only water. He was really convincing - even pretending to phone Mr. Onion's and verify the story. He "found out" during the phone conversation with Mr. Onion's manager that they even closed down all Playlands and converted them to gardens for growing their onions. Finally, the boys decided they would call the McDonald's in Andover and check out the whole story. Mason put the phone on speakerphone, and we dialed the number. I swear, I almost wet my pants when the following exchange was taking place:
Female Employee: "Hello, Andover McDonald's."
Mason: "Did you change your name to Mr. Onion's?"
Female Employee: (pause) "Excuse me?"
Mason: (Louder and impatiently) "DID. YOU. CHANGE. YOUR. NAME. TO. MR. ONION'S?"
Female Employee: "Uh...No."
Mason: (shouting) "SEE DAD! Thank you. Bye."

It took a full five minutes for Blake and I to regain our composure. When I finally got it together, I lost it again when Aiden concluded..."Well - we could always just go to Burger King."