desperate for food

Yet another adventure of a stay at home Dad...

The other day Laurel got called in to work for the afternoon. They were short handed and we were short funded, so it seemed like a win win situation for everyone involved. I was on a very important phone call and it was time for Laurel to leave for work, so she put a movie on for the kids, knowing that I would be up soon to check on them. Well the call took a little longer than I had planned and I was getting a little nervous because the kids were being so quiet and apparently well behaved. I was hoping that they weren't coloring on the walls or something even worse.

When I got off the phone, I called Laurel to touch base with her on a couple of things, as I headed up the stairs to the kitchen. She informed me that she had made me a sandwich for lunch (which I had missed) and she had left it on the kitchen table. At this point in the conversation, I had already peeked into the living room, very pleased that there was no sign of coloring on the walls. I had also looked for my sandwich, but couldn't locate it, so I asked Laurel again where she had put it for me. She said on the table. I explained that all I saw on the table was a plate with a partially eaten sandwich and what was left of it was somewhat mangled. It looked like one of the kids leftovers that they hadn't finished.

I discovered in a moment that both things were actually true. This was in fact my sandwich, but it had now been reduced to simply the leftovers after Rose had finished with it. She looked up at me with a happy face and announced "Aarrr...I bite it!" How can you argue with a cute face like that?