This morning, when my alarm went off at 5:30, and after I cried and lamented the last days of summer, I got up, walked the dog, and came home to make Darius breakfast for his first day of school.
My pancakes may be misshapen, but they're often burnt, too. Luckily, with enough butter and syrup, anything can taste good and Darius has learned the fine art of feeding Scout under the table. I just pretend I don't see so we all feel good about ourselves.
Have I ever told you that I believe exaggeration and snarky comments are the key to life?
Anyway, the rest of the kids don't start school until Wednesday, Sadie Thursday, and we're gearing up for the fall. With a house full of friends, bathing suits, Slurpees, and Twisted Cheetos, today we're having our official last hurrah before summer comes to a close. Between you and me, I'm concerned they're might be an insurrection come Wednesday when we trade the bathing suits for uniforms and backpacks and the Slurpees for carrot sticks. I may not be the most nutritious mom on the block but I have a healthy fear of man and an even healthier fear of a teacher who thinks I don't know how to properly incorporate the food pyramid into a sack lunch.
Honestly, right now, I can't think of anything to make the kids besides peanut butter and jelly so, before I head to the store tomorrow morning, I would love some ideas on what ya'll send your kids for lunch. I know, I know, I can get on a bunch of recipe websites to get ideas but I'd rather hear what real people who may or may not have professional kitchens are packing for their kids! Remember, I have four lunches to make. Every morning.
And my reputation as a mother is on the line.
No pressure, but...