Lunch
The Husband grabbed a package of Fig Newtons from the cupboard to take to work. He tried to stuff the package into the carrying case in which he stores his recording equipment.
I watched him cram the cookies in next to his microphone, Flip camera, and assorted loose papers.
"Gee," I said, "you sure pack weird stuff in your lunch bucket, there."
Without missing a beat, he replied, "My wife packs my lunch."
I watched him cram the cookies in next to his microphone, Flip camera, and assorted loose papers.
"Gee," I said, "you sure pack weird stuff in your lunch bucket, there."
Without missing a beat, he replied, "My wife packs my lunch."
3 comments:
And that's why you love him hu?
baw hahahaha...
Hey, could you pack a flip camra in my lunch sack? ;). It sounds like you're the cool Mom lunch-packer.
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