The reason this time? The chicken was "too fatty".
This was a legitimate gripe. I should have made chicken salad for him but instead I made that for his teachers and he just had a plain chicken with mayo sandwich. Poor boy. How did he make it through the day with only two bites of a sandwich?
He was ravenous when he sat down for his snack and when I put the remaining chicken salad on the table, he ate a giant mound of it.
But back to that fatty chicken. Somehow that triggered a childhood memory of chicken fat and the following song. If you were a sixties or seventies child, you might remember it... I think it needs to be resurrected in today's classrooms, don't you think??