The teenager hasn't forgotten his bag lunch too often over his school career, probably averaging twice a year which isn't too bad, considering. (Considering he seems to take after his father who carries a higher average)
But he forgot it this morning, just two minutes after I mentioned it to him. Just 7 days from the last time he forgot.
But I caught him in time.
I opened the side door and yelled into the darkness of the early morning. "ALLAN!!!!!" "what???" came the already distant reply. "GO LONG!!!!!!" And I raised my arm as if to toss the brown sack.
"mooooommmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMM! DONNNNN'T!" came the quickly coming closer response, accented by the clod of his size ten boots.
It's gonna be a good day.