It's hard to eat the same lunch at the same time when one of said lunchers has asked for crappy food.
MM was disappointed to hear that I, his mama, would be eating a different lunch, albeit at the same time. "But...but...mama, don't you like Spaghetti-Os?"
No, my little man. I Do Not Like Spaghetti-Os. Chef-Boy-Ar-Dee Beef Ravioli, yes. Spaghetti-Os, no.
"So what are YOU bringing for lunch today?"
I have a lovely veal cutlet sandwich made with leftovers from last night (Wegman's hormone-free, pen-free veal).
"But...but...mama. That's not what I'm having."
I know. You, you my little man, are having exactly what you asked for. (shudder) Spaghetti-Os with meatballs. Enjoy them.
"(Big sigh) Alright. But you don't know what you're missing."
Through My Glasses, Dorkily
6 years ago