Every so often we have sandwiches for snack at school. Either just jelly (because we can’t have peanut butter) or bologna (because it’s so hard to spell). The preschoolers get half a sandwich, and each time I think I should get one of those cutters that makes one sandwich into two shapes. (I’m particularly fond of the one that makes dinosaurs.)
This weekend I actually picked one up. Trains!
Lauren: “Trains! Who doesn’t want to eat a train?”
Lloyd (looking at it skeptically): “Yeah, but doesn’t it cut off the crusts?”
Lauren: “Tracks! Who doesn’t want to eat tracks?”
I look forward to the next sandwich day.