On the way home from school last week, the girls were asking about our lunch plans. We make a menu weekly but if they don't want what is on the books I will do my best to accommodate. I started to razz them a bit. I told them lunch was dirt sandwiches and a bag of leaves. They got a real kick out of this and wanted something even better so I went on and on with all the gross things I could think of. Eventually I asked Ruby what she wanted. Her response was "dirty seat-belt with cockroaches and stinky pie." Not sure exactly what it was that set me off but I lost it over the phrase "stinky pie". The result was all of us in hysterics all the way to the house. In the end, we settled on pb&j and chips. I am not sure we had the ingredients on hand to bake a stinky pie anyways.