Gluten-Free Antics

Crackle:  These past few days have been the best days of my life… with non-gluten-free bread. I opened my lunch box with such glee, Mom. You just don’t understand. 

Mom: Crackle, you guys get too crazy when you eat too much wheat, especially Pop. Anyway, you only had it this week because I didn’t get to my usual grocery store. 

Crackle: All the other mothers serve all the good bread... but not my mother... nope.

Mom: Well, you picked me so I must not be that terrible.

Crackle: Ha! This was definitely not in your manual, Mom! You did not advertise yourself this way. What do you call a mother who came to you under false advertising? Is there a name for those mothers? Do they belong to a special group? Is there someone who helps children with that? I want to write a letter to that person. I’m going to google his name tomorrow when I get up. 

Mom: ..or her name.

Crackle: Fine, I’m writing to both of them... while I'm eating my cereal... with Dad's non-organic milk.

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