Monday, September 24, 2007
Her Father's Daughter
Hazel looks like Erik. Occasionally, people will say we look alike. But I know better. Erik says watching Hazel is like looking in a mirror. Tonight, Hazel and I were chatting about the prospects of tomorrow's lunch. After eating with them for the first time at their school last Thursday, I can't wait to go back. My plan was to go on a day when they are planning to eat school lunch and observe. I am curious about the choices they make when they go through the cafeteria line. Last Thursday, Lauren's mom was there to eat with Lauren and she brought food from Arby's. And across the room their was another mom with a Chik-fil-a bag. So forgetting my whole plan to make sure they are at least asking for the fruit and vegetable option, I asked Hazel where she wanted me to pick up the lunch. Immediately her arm shot up in the air. She waved her hand wildly and proclaimed, "I know! I know! HOOTERS!!!"