After school that day, I checked in to see how lunch met his standards.
“Did you like having peanut butter and jelly?” I asked.
“I threw it away.”
“Mom, it had poop on it. I’m not even kidding. It was disgusting.”
Yup, that’s me. I make poop sandwiches for my kid’s lunch! I have no idea where he came up with the idea that I smeared feces all over his bread, but he hasn’t asked for PB&J again.
Better stock up on those Lunchables!