Shari likes to take things home from restaurants "in a box." Maybe it makes her feel grown up? Maybe she feels like she can send it to those starving children in Ethiopia? I don't know. Even though this food usually goes forgotten till after I've thrown it away days later, I still like to humor her. Keeps me on her good side.
So today when we brought home her uneaten sandwich and partially eaten cookie in a little plastic deli box, I told her to hold on tight to it! I did NOT want PB and J all over my van. We were most of the way home before I heard, "Oh, no!"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I dropped the sandwich."
"You dropped the sandwich?"
"Yeah, but I caught it (slight dramatic pause) with my feet!"
