Juliana has a new BFF.
Its the phone in the office at school.
For the first two weeks of school she'd call us at the end of the day to ask how she should get home. "Um, walk" we would tell her.
She's called a couple of times to see if she could bring a friend over to play.
However, today takes the cake.
Today she called at 11:30 a.m. to tell me that she didn't have a lunch.
Considering that I packed my I-don't-like-sandwich-girl's lunch and then put it in her backpack, I knew she was mistaken. But according to Juliana - it only contained snacks. I packed cheese and crackers for lunch (it's been her lunch staple for years) so today's phone call was really only about two things:
1. She doesn't like cheese. (This must have happened sometime post 8:05 a.m. when she took a slice of the cheese that I was cutting up for her lunch.)
2. Can I bring her something else.
You can add my response to another thing in the long list of "I have the worst mother ever" conversations.
My poor, poor starving child.
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