I came downstiars this morning and saw a box of crackers on the counter. “Do you need me to put these in a container for you?” I asked Adi as I scrambled to get us out the door. For some reason, I put snacks into containers better than anyone else in the house, so this is a job often left for me. I jostled some crackers from the box into a bag and plopped it on the counter. “All set!” I called to Adi, a cue for her to get the bag into her backpack.
“Why are they all broken? I don’t want them if they’re broken,” Adi said, a look of disgust on her face as she examined the crackers.
“Come on,” I replied trying to guage if she was serious or not…you never know with Adi. “They taste the same if they’re broken or whole!”
“No. I won’t eat them.” I must have looked confused because she went on to explain. “When they’re broken they get all flakey in your mouth. The whole point is for it to break in your mouth.”
Not wanting to cause any more of a ruckus, I started to pick the broken pieces out of the bag and then stuck my hand back into the box. I pulled out a fresh handful, looking for a few additional whole crackers to add to the bag…since that’s the whole point.
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Haha! I do appreciate her logic 😄
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What a nice mom you are!
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Such a small moment that says so much about being 10 and being a mother of a 10-year old! Also like the ways you used the word “whole” !
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That wasn’t even intentional! Thanks for noticing! 🤣
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Oh, Adi! Not sure about her reasoning but I do prefer the whole cracker over it broken in pieces!
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I get the whole cracker idea. I prefer whole ones and save the rest for when everything else is gone!
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I appreciated reading your slice today – you captured the exchange in fewer words than I would have. I’m working on that. Thank you for sharing!
While I agree with Adi, I have also been known to finish most the bits – pretzels, tortilla chips, crackers – to the point that my husband now saves these remnants for me.
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I started chuckling at “For some reason, I put snacks into containers better than anyone else in the house, so this is a job often left for me” and was fully snorting by the end. Glad you got the WHOLE POINT, Mom. Geez.
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I’m with her. I like whole chips and crackers way better than broken ones. They DON’T taste the same!
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