Josh had salmon earlier at 11 AM. A “second breakfast” or “early lunch” if you will. He didn’t eat all of it. Around 12:30 he rolls back up to the table wanting a “snack.” Me: “Josh, you need to finish the salmon and rice from earlier.” Him: “No, I don’t want that.” Me: “Ok, no problem. When you’re hungry, you can just come back to it.” I go back to working on my computer. I look out of the corner of my eye and watch him. Two minutes later, he’s looking at me sideways and slowly grabs the corner of his plate and pulls it in front of him. I have my eyes glued to my screen. It took an enormous test of strength not to laugh. Guess who’s finishing his lunch.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
