My school age children get to buy school lunch once each week. Occasionally their school lunch day is forced on them by a rushed morning, but when it isn't, they usually choose Friday, the day that pizza is offered. Not this week. This morning, both boys chose school lunch. What was so special? CHEESE GRITS! Cheese grits? Yes.
This was after Patrick asked if we were having black eyed peas and turnip greens for dinner last night.
Occasionally I catch them saying "Yes, mamm" to me. Maybe they'll learn good southern manners after all.
1 comment:
I hated grits! Living in GA did nothing for my southern tastes. I'll bet your boys are so cute saying "yes mamm."
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