Little Brother just emptied his schoolbag and brought his lunch box to the kitchen. Then he came out here to show me the plastic container that I used to pack his sandwich this morning. (Containers prevent sandwiches from getting squished, and I also don’t have to buy so many sandwich bags this way).

The container was shattered all along the back.

“What did you do to your lunchbox, jump on it?” I asked.

“No…it was home plate.”