Fowl Mood

Today was to be a festive occasion at preschool: moms were invited to stop in shortly after the kids ate their lunch for a muffins and musical medley. Beni reported that the baked goods were tasty and the songs were lovely, but also that our daughter was disconsolate on the way home.

Olivia explained that a couple of her so-called friends continued on with their manipulative charade of “you are/aren’t my friend today.” Based on her dispirited disposition, she must not have passed muster on this day. And to add insult to injury, she told us that the lunch staff had forgotten that she was a vegetarian and served her a chicken quesadilla. She thought it was made with soy chicken—we often pack her a lunch of veggie “meats”—but realized it wasn’t when it tasted “yucky.”