“There’s no bread, mom,” my daughter stated. Her eyes flashed with the question my brain didn’t know the answer to: What am I going to bring in my lunch today. “But…someone told me we had plenty of bread…That’s why I didn’t buy any.” My lame attempt at denying the fact we had no bread fell flat. My mind raced…. “Macaroni and cheese…yes we can make it and put it in the thermal containers you all have. Sounds good right?!” I turned so I couldn’t see any of my children’s answers and began filling a pan with hot water. I set …
