Grayson was too preoccupied with kissing the girls and jumping off the monkey bars at the kindergarten graduation potluck to fix himself a lunch plate. However, mine looked good enough to tempt him away. A few minutes later and, "Here, Mom," the red Dixie ware was shoved back onto my lap; empty, except for a "U" shaped peanut butter and jelly crust. I wondered aloud to the other mothers just how many PB&J crusts I've eaten in the last five years? "Oh well," I said. "At least that's where the nutrition is."
The words were no sooner out of my mouth then I realized: My mother lied to me. I'll be 30-something-years-old this week, and until last Friday believed that bread crusts held more nutritional value than the inside of the loaf. I never even questioned the logic.
Next I'll probably find out that spiders won't crawl in your bed if you don't make it, or that your legs won't get permanently turned backwards if you sit like that. Wait a minute ....
The words were no sooner out of my mouth then I realized: My mother lied to me. I'll be 30-something-years-old this week, and until last Friday believed that bread crusts held more nutritional value than the inside of the loaf. I never even questioned the logic.
Next I'll probably find out that spiders won't crawl in your bed if you don't make it, or that your legs won't get permanently turned backwards if you sit like that. Wait a minute ....
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