Friday, March 4, 2011

Of My Little Scroungers

Arden is definitely his father's son. (Bet you were all wondering--glad to clear that up!) He goes to some little school classes on Thursdays so I pack him a lunch. Last week he came home complaining that he had to scrounge food off of people because he couldn't find his lunch box in his backpack. The only other thing in it was a notebook. ONE notebook. Sigh...

2 comments:

Mary said...

hahaha! Oh my goodness. Doesn't that drive you nuts? :)

Toshi said...

Haha. Too bad. In fact, I loved scraunging around because I could taste different friends' food they are eating and suggest Mom to put something I liked:)