The other day, Andrew came upstairs for lunch. We had ordered pizza the night before, and we were going to eat leftovers. I have about zero appetite most of the time, so sometimes it's hard for me to get enough food ready to feed us both.
Andrew came upstairs and immediately said, "You're not feeling well, are you?" looking at the food I had put out. We were each going to eat ONE piece of pizza.
"I can tell you right now, one piece of pizza will not be enough for me," he says.
Which I knew. So we were also eating carrots, and yogurt and oranges. Which I explained.
"Those are SAMPLES," he says. "Can I please have chicken enchiladas, too?"
Now I laugh every time I eat some produce. They are samples, after all.
2 comments:
Ha. Awesome. Just add some crackers with cottage cheese to the mix. (do you remember that being the main sample at bowmans?)
keeping Andrew fed was always one of my main priorities. Thank you for doing this job now and doing it so well.
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