Nerdiness

We provide all of Nicholas's food at day care, including his milk. We usually buy a gallon each week and send him with a smaller Tupperware container that we refill.  Because we do that, we have to put a little piece of tape with his name and the expiration date of the milk on it, lest the staff unwittingly serve him sour milk.

Apparently I was feeling a little mischievous yesterday morning (but only a little, as you shall see).  As a Monday, it was time for a new Tupperware, and we were opening a new gallon of milk with an expiration date about a week from now (still with me?).  Because I'm a nerd, I was tempted to label the milk as follows:

Nicholas

Exp. π

Get it?

Didn't actually do it, though.  Alas.