Rotten Applesauce

On Tuesday, Zoe got to sleep in because she went to the orchestra concert at my school on Monday night to see all the kids playing their violins.  This is a really big deal, because her Daddy aka Pops was taking her to school instead of me.  I got up and fixed her lunch as usual, but added in a special treat...flavored applesauce.  Well lets just say that didn't go over too well.  When she got her lunch at school, and the teacher opened her applesauce for her they decided it was expired.  Zoe told her teacher, 

"That's OK...It must have been fine when my Daddy put it in my lunch, but he had to drive to school really slow this morning because he got stuck in traffic.  It must have expired on the way here."

Her teacher was so impressed with her excuse and made sure to share it with us when we picked her up.  She's already looking out for us, and there will be no more flavored applesauce in the school lunch box!

Me and My Pops

Not too long ago, Zoe started calling her Dad "Pops".  I'm not particularly fond of this name, but her Dad thinks it is super cool.  (I guess I can't complain really.  I've called my Mom the nickname Fred ever since I was in high school.) Here are the two of them together on the morning of March 13th which was Donuts with Dad at her school.  She was really excited about getting to show off her Pops.