The Day the Triscuits Arrived

This is what I call happiness.

We got a surprise package that made our day.  We had run out of Triscuits almost 2 weeks ago.  I didn't have the heart (or nerve) to tell Michael so I tried to hide that fact by plying him with other lunch box treats and after school snacks.  ("You'd like a whole Bounty bar today?  Why stop at 1 when you could have THREE?")  Sadly, Michael found out the other day when I let it slip at the school gates.  I told him we had to stay strong and hold out until my parents came from California.  Thank you, Auntie G!