Makes for a good story, but this is not my finest parenting moment.

On Monday mornings, I make you lunch for you to take to school. One morning, like usual, I packed your lunch with lots of love. As an afterthought, I added a can of soda thinking that would be a great treat.

You checked out your lunch, and I asked – everything look okay? Need anything more?

“No. Looks great, Mama.”

At lunch time, I get a text from you that says, “wrong soda.”

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
I accidentally sent alcohol to high school in your lunch!!!

The next Monday, you sent me this text:

Life. Sigh.

But this is I think the first voicemail message you ever made… your voice is so young and sweet.

I wanted to make sure to save it. You are already so grown up.

Enjoy!