now see, TexKan? Those are some fond memories. I remember at Sacred Heart, the lunch ladies used to make killer cinnamon rolls on Fridays with the fish. I used to BEG to eat lunch at school. Like I said, every once in a while Mom would get tired of hearing us whine. All the other kids hated school lunch, but we just thought they were the best. Kinda like wearing 'homemade' clothes - we didn't want to but all the other little girls liked them better. Funny the things you remember when you grow up!
