Michael asked me the other day why I get so stressed out about making sure supper is on time right at 6 o’clock. Besides the fact that a later supper throws off bedtime and also that we are supposed to keep Jade’s meals and snacks on a fairly regular schedule, there’s this:
It was 6:05 p.m. and despite the crackers, oranges, and other tidbits Halia had been snacking on during supper prep, she was just a little eager to have more food.
(And yes, she is well aware that we are supposed to take off the plastic wrap and wax first. She loves throwing these in the garbage.)
The post-mortem assessment… I don’t want to think about where that missing bit of plastic went.