Enough serious posts about first birthday milestones, religion in politics and world food consumption. Today let's talk about rat sandwiches.
You may remember how I love rat sandwiches. In case you don't, I'll remind you. This summer Morgan dreamed that I ate a rat sandwich, and he was very upset over my poor choice in food. He lectured me for days about eating good foods, and rats and mice were not good food.
Apparently, my love of rat sandwiches has caused me to feed them to others. This week Morgan had an upset stomach and when his grandma asked him why he explained just what I had done.