Paul Sakuma, Associated Press
Every day when my children arrive home from school, I ask them how their day was and I usually ask what they ate for lunch. I usually hear that they ate a chicken sandwich. This is about the only appetizing thing on the menu.
My son told me the he had eaten a chicken sandwich, along with carrots and oranges. He then told me that the day prior they were serving bread sticks. He said he liked the bread sticks so he put one on his tray, when he went to get his chicken sandwich he was informed by the lunch lady that he would not be allowed to have a bun for his sandwich if he was also having a bread stick. He asked why he couldn't have a bun and was told it would be too much grain.
I could not believe what I was hearing. It was a bun — not a cookie, not cake, not a brownie. Are you kidding me? I try to be a responsible parent and feed my children well-balanced, nutritious meals. I cook usually every night. My son does not drink soda, he drinks water, he plays soccer and rides his bike to school every day.
I want the government out of my children's food choices. This is ridiculous.
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