Tuesday
Prince: Hey Mom, there's a team dinner on Thursday at 7:00.
Me: Okay. What do you need to bring?
Prince: I'm not sure. I'll find out tomorrow.
Wednesday:
Me: So what do you need to bring?
Prince: I think some kind of salad. But probably not lettuce. And no chips.
Me: So what kind of salad do you want to take?
Prince: I don't know. Oh, and you're not invited to the dinner. No parents except the coach and the hosting family.
He walks away. Really? So this is now my deal, but I don't get to eat?
Later.
Me: How about a fruit salad?
Prince: Yeah. Those are good. Will you buy everything tomorrow after work?
Me: Yes.
Thinking to myself: Sure Honey. I'll buy it all, prepare it all, and drive you to the dinner that we aren't attending. Mother-of-the-Year nomination right there!!! What he doesn't know is that he's putting that salad together when HE gets home from school!
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