I've heard of personality disorders but this is a first...

I went to E's school to get her homework and art projects. Her teacher put oatmeal and glitter in a bag and called it Magic Reindeer Food. You sprinkle it on your lawn to let Santa know there's a kid in your house. Guess who thinks he's a reindeer?

I have to make more. E would be devastated to know Logan ate the reindeer food.