Hahahaha...and today, we were expecting to pick G up later than usual from daycare, so I packed some eggplant parmesan for him for dinner (one of his favorites), only to learn that they wouldn't be able to heat it up for him. Plan B: I'd make him a PB&J sandwich from the work cafe (and I ate the eggplant for my lunch. Score!). So I'm in the sandwich buffet line, slathering on the peanut butter and strawberry jam, cutting the sandwich into triangles, and the gentleman behind me asks, with a laugh: "With ALL of these options, you choose peanut butter? And are you going to cut the crusts off?" Too funny.

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