It's been aaaaaages since I've given out about Dina Lohan *cracks knuckles jovially* and she's after coming across with a doozy.
Of her eldest cash cow's weight loss, Dina said: "I told Lindsay I think she's a little thin. But we go through this every couple of months. My daughter is happy and healthy and that's all that really matters. I'm a mom. If I see my daughter a little thin, I say, 'Eat more McDonald's'."
What a fine endorsement for the most nutritious of snacks. And, fair play, Lindsay's listening to mommy. She only said yesterday: "I eat. I had my Big Mac yesterday from McDonald's." Who needs fresh fruit, vegetables, and varying varieties of fish/meat, and perhaps even the odd pulse, when you can scarf one Big Mac a day?! Mmmmm. Balanced.
Dina should consider taking a leaf out of LynneSpears' "parenting guide" book, perhaps penning some pointers on sustenance: "If your child's looking a little on the wane side, after pounds plummeted off her due to a particularly aggressive bout of "stress", what is a mother to do? Give 'em Chicken Nuggets for breakfast!" There's a viable market already open to the idea Dina, it could be a goldmine! Only last weekend I was walking down George's Street and saw a heavily pregnant women wheeling a buggie while feeding the tot inside a Happy Meal. She was one of those high-flying, multitasking sorts given she was also smoking and bellowing at her six-year-old to "SHURRUP WILL YE!" at the same time. True story.
