My dear husband was about to take on the task of making lunch for our three children. Suddenly, he was being bombarded by lunch orders. Each child was competing to be heard the best by the chef."I want tuna fish!"
"I want a peanut butter sandwich! Please! Please!! Pleeeeeeeeease!!!"
"I want a tuna fish sandwich!!"
"No! I want peanut butter!!"
So my husband declared that he was serving everyone "tuna, butter, and peas sandwiches" to exact his revenge. They believed him too, especially the two younger ones. He had them quite worried for some time.
