close call

Alternate title: Why I Ought Not Do Anything Before I Have Had Coffee

Hmm, that's a little wordy.

Anyway, this morning I was making lunch for the kids to bring to school, functioning in a sort of half-asleep pre-coffee state. (I know, I should get up earlier. But then how could I stay up late to knit?) Little Brother requested his sandwich be cut up into "four zig-zags." No problem. I cut away, turning the knife this way and that, and at the last minute noticed I had nearly cut a swastika into my child's sandwich. Yikes. That might not have gone over well.