Today I walked into the lunchroom to eat lunch with my kids, like I always do. A few of my kids were already seated as they brought their own lunches. The rest were in the lunch line waiting to be served prison, er, school food.
I sat down in my usual spot next to one of the girls. She was busy smashing up her ziplock bag of pringles with her juice box.
Me: What are you doing?
Her: Smashing my chips into tiny little pieces.
Duh. I asked an obvious question and got an obvious answer.
She ate the rest of her lunch while reading a book. Meanwhile, the now-crushed Pringles were still sitting there in the bag. I couldn't take it anymore:
Me: Why did you crush your chips with your juice box?
Her: So there would seem like there was more of them! Can I go get a spoon?
Yes, she then ate the crushed chips with a spoon. ( :
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Ah, she likes her crushed chips straight up. I like mine a bit more diluted, like on a sandwich.
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