Anna. She brought home a prize bag from school yesterday, but it took us a few guesses to figure out what she got the bag for.
“What’s this, Anna?” I asked.
“It’s for Peru,” she replied.
“Is her Read-to-feed over already?” Julia asked me.
“No,” I said, checking her backpack. “She has another book.”
“Anna, is this for the Read-a-thon?” Julia asked. Anna had read a total of 810 minutes over seventeen days in her school’s Read-a-thon last February. Given that she more than doubled the goal of 340 minutes, we figured she’d finish at or near the top.
“Yes, the Read-a-thon.” An easy mistake for a six-year-old to make: confusing two reading projects.
We each congratulated her and gave her a big hug, and then Julia took a look through the bag: A t-shirt with her school logo on it, $5 gift card to a popular chain bookstore, a pass to a local athletic club, and . . .
“Free child’s lunch or dinner buffet.” Julia said pulling the last card out of the bag.
“Well I don’t have anything out for dinner.” I said.
Anna smiled. “Problem solved!”
Smart girl, but there was one small problem: we don’t do buffets anymore. With the exception of a local Mongolian grill with a takeout option, we haven’t been to a buffet in over a year and a half. “All you can eat” doesn’t fit with our new healthier lifestyle.
“They have salad and pizza bar,” Julia said. “We don’t have to get the full buffet.”
And we didn’t. A couple of slices of pizza for her, a caesar salad for me, salad and a breadstick for Anna, and we spilt dessert. We kept the price down and the calories too.
So the new rule: we don’t do buffets anymore, unless at least one of us is eating for free.