Scary SAHM

I just cut thirty tiny hearts with a cookie cutter out of Jessie's peanut butter sandwich for tomorrow's lunch at school. And while it made sense before I started it, mid-way thru, I started to wonder if perhaps I was one of those scary moms who's obsessive about her children's happiness. But what I can say??? She doesn't like crust, and the cookie cutter is really little, and I know she'll be amused tomorrow when she opens her lunch.