This morning, while she was making her lunch, I helped my daughter look for her popped rice crisps…That I stress ate during the storm. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I ate the remaining half the bag as I was sitting in the front room watching the water come further and further up the drive way. You see, not only do I have a penchant for anything ranch or sour cream and onion flavored, well, it was just a super stressful time! I didn’t think she’d understand. So I played dumb and helped her “look”. That’s just the right thing to do, no?