A Little Cultural Experiment
Rick chaperoned the school field trip today, which was a park day for both 3rd and 2nd grade, so both of our boys' classes went. Since he was going to be with them, I packed snacks for all three of them in one of those soft coolers, rather than in individual bags, and sent them on their way.
Fast forward to the end of the school day. "Did they eat their food," I ask, because I want to know if they ate the healthy stuff so I can give them the Cheese Crunchies I bought today or if I need to enforce a little vegetable time on them. He says, "Yeah, they ate it, but they ate it early, so when they got hungry again, I gave them the other food too. I didn't know you sent two bags."
Me: "Uh, I didn't send two bags."
Me again: "What did they eat?"
Again, me: "I didn't send any yogurt today; the last time I sent yogurt was Friday." We just had the hottest weekend of the year so far. That yogurt was in Sam's bag all weekend, and HE ATE THE WHOLE THING.
We are about to find out just how strong his constitution is, or conversely, just what a little overactive yogurt culture can do to a nine year old tummy. Good to know that parenting continues to provide hands-on education, don't you think?