This chapter of life finds me living in a multi-generational home. The AoA kids are (almost)9 and 11, while the AoA grandparents are both 74 years old. I am somewhere in between. Life can be interesting with this family age spread, and last week, I was reminded of just that.
I was up early on a school morning, mindlessly going through the motions of making lunches for the kids: turkey and mayo for Little AoA…peanut butter for brother. I couldn’t find the mayo….Our refrigerator tends to get very cluttered, and food can disappear in there! I pretty much emptied the whole refrigerator, looking for the mayo. My mindless task was taking more effort than usual. I then turned to the garbage cans, thinking that maybe the jar had fallen and broke. No, it wasn’t in a garbage can. Maybe someone broke the jar, and just took it straight to an outside garbage can…that had to be it.
I went on with my task. Then, to my surprise, when I opened the cupboard to get the peanut butter, there stood the mayo!
Someone had been up in the night, making a sandwich. Maybe “sleep eating”…who knows. After the process of elimination, it became evident that Papa AoA was the midnight sandwich maker.
Life is full of surprises…like mayo in the cupboard!