Tuesday, April 18th was a monumental day for me and my parents. See I'm not much of a sandwich eater (at least not at home ~ I eat almost anything at school). The week before was somewhat exciting because I ate a few bites of a grilled cheese (by bribery) and some lasagna because I thought it was pizza. While Mom was at a dinner for work, Dad gave me a choice of a grilled cheese or PB&J sandwich for dinner. I choose the PB&J. And then I ate it. All. Life has just gotten a little bit simpler for Mom and Dad.
