Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Share, share , that's...not what I wanted to do.

Is it just me? I HATE sharing my lunch with my kids. Look, I love them, but my food? MY FOOD? They break all my stuff, ruin everything of value, destory expensive electronics, and I'm OK with that. I don't love it, but I deal with it. But when I finally get a chance to eat at 2 p.m., I WANT MY FOOD.



Dee said...

Ha! I so get this.

I'm an only child, which of course means that I can be kind of selfish with certain things. A often will ask for some of my food and then get offended when I give him a half-hearted 'okay.' I'm sorry but my food is my food. Although, I will begrudgingly share with J...very begrudgingly may I say. Until she's old enough to know better....