I've been anticipating two of my girls coming home from college this summer. I've been cleaning in their bedrooms, washing sheets and stocking the kitchen cupboards and fridge with lots of the things I know they love (crackers, nuts, cereal, fresh fruit, lemonade, iced tea, cookies, yada yada yada).
Today, when they first walked into the house (after unloading a van and a car full of stuff), one opened the pantry and stood there looking up and down at the shelves. The other walked up behind her, looked over her shoulder and asked, "Is there anything in there to eat?"
"Nope. Nothing."
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