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Tonight was the Fall Festival at our school. It's past 11:30, and I've been on my feet since 6:00 taking yearbook pictures and collecting tickets at the moon bounce. I'm tired! So this will be a short blog.
I had already planned to eat my dinner before we left, my usual strategy for gatherings where I know that junk food will be the only food available. (Tonight I had left over pumpkin, turnip greens with grilled onions and tuna) My husband worked late and planned to pick up a sandwich at Subway on the way home. The surprise was my daughter's strategy. She used to love all of the carnival food. But tonight she said, "I was helping with posters for the concession stand. They don't have anything that's good for me. I'm going to fix myself some dinner before we go."
Outwardly I was calm. "That's cool," I said. Inside I was leaping up and down saying, "Yes! She's getting it, she's taking responsibility for her own blood type diet, and she's only 15."
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