Crisps

Jack's been sick this week.  Oh, the poor dear.

We went to the doctor in the afternoon.  In the wake of cold and flu season and a holiday weekend, I blew up the pediatrician's phone line like a lovesick teenager just to get our appointment late in the day.  After the appointment and (not surprising but saddening) diagnosis of a doozy of a double ear infection, we headed to CVS to get the (much-needed and very strong) prescription.  

Given the time of day of the appointment and the traffic we encountered, this put us smack dab between late snack time and early dinner time.  I had a very real fear of sick toddler meltdown in the middle of the drugstore.

So, I provided a snack.  And, with a twinkle in my eye, what I chose was (1) delicious, and (2) totally new to Jack.

It went well.

I may feel crappy, but I lurve Munchos, Mom!

Hope your weekend is crisp and not chippy.

Heather

**PS:  Feel free to nominate me for Mother of the Year for feeding her sick child potato chips in the CVS.  A mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do.  And that would be my acceptance speech.