Continuing Mundane Culinary Adventures

I made Claire some lunch and asked her to sit at the table.

"Okay! Lemme get my lunchbox!"

"You don't have a lunchbox," I said.

She ran to a cupboard and pulled out a small metal Dora lunchbox, containing a juice box and raisins that she'd put there at some point. I didn't know it was in there.

Also, today at pre-school she learned that "underwear" starts with "U".

"Isn't that hilarious?" she asked.