Last week, Caroline asked me if I’d please come eat lunch with her at school.
Oh sure, it sounds sweet and at the beginning of the school year it made my heart so happy to think that my baby still wanted to eat lunch with her mama, but now I know the truth. She just needs someone to cart some food up to the school so she can sit on stage and practice her prom queen wave.
Fortunately for her, a mother’s love knows no bounds so I am happy to be that person.
I asked her what she wanted me to bring for lunch:
“Caroline, do you want Sonic or a Happy Meal?” (I could already taste the tots and Cherry Limeade)
“I want sushi.”
“Sushi?”
“Yes. I’d like a California Roll and some edamame. Please don’t forget my chopsticks.”
Well, sure.
Because what kid would want a good old American cheeseburger with a side of tots when they can have sushi instead?