You Get What You Pay For

the perks of a private school.

Just realized that Maddie's lunch is here on the counter and not in her backpack. Last week, she ate in the cafeteria one day because she thought she didn't have her lunch, when in fact, it had fallen to the back of her locker. So I was worried today that when, she in fact, did not have her lunch, she would continue to search believing it to be somewhere. So I called the school secretary and share with her my somewhat odd and over-protective concerns. Mrs. Baker knows exactly who I am and who Maddie is. Didn't even have to ask what class she was in. So the school secretary is at this moment going down the hall to Maddie's class to let her know that she needs to eat hot lunch today. Seriously. Ahhh, the things money can buy.