It has always been a pet peeve of Cole's when a cookie, graham cracker, pretzel or any snack falls apart into pieces before he has taken his first bite. When he was a toddler, he wouldn't even touch it without much coaxing if it wasn't 100% whole. It has been a quirky and vexing issue as one can imagine.
Since the back pack I carted around as my diaper bag and which now houses essential and emergency "stuff" certainly isn't padded and carrying around tupperware containers would be ridiculous, over the years Cole has learned to deal with his sometimes multi-piece snacks or he has gone snackless. However, it is still something that irks him at 4 years old and he will purposely dig around in a bag or box until he finds an unscathed item to eat. I mean I am a perfectionist but this takes things to a whole other level??? But I guess we all have those things that make us who we are despite driving those we love nuts because of them.
Anyhow, I recently had taken a bag of things to the tailor to be mended. When I picked him up from school, he asked what errands we would be doing. I told him we were going to the tailors. He asked "what is that place again" as I had originally told him that it was a place where people could fix holes in our clothes. So I reminded him that it was the place where the lady was repairing the zipper on our pillow cover and some of our clothes. Cole shoots back "with glue?" I laughed and said, "no, they sew up the fabric with thread/string which is more flexible"
He looks at me in all seriousness as I glance at him in the rearview mirror and says "can they put my snacks back together when they fall apart?"
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