This bag of pretzels in the kitchen has been open like this for days. It’s located hip-height, and every time a child passes the bag they take one. It’s a Pez dispenser for pretzels is what I’m saying, and yesterday I took back my power and SEALED IT in the middle of the day, chuckling to myself, of course, because the snack situation at our house is not-what-a-nutritionist-recommends.
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