So I don't have any bread in the house. Or tortillas. And only a few broken crackers. So the next best thing was ice cream cones, minus the ice cream that is. He can fill them with tuna salad when he is ready to eat. Too strange?
Necessity is the mother of intention.
I do remember the hubby once telling me about a guy he used to work with who used to get leftover pancakes wrapped around yesterdays hotdogs in his lunch!??!?! I guess you do what you gotta do.
We'll see if this flies first before I try the pancake thing. Any wagers on if he eats it or not, I'm guessing 50/50.