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Seven Days

Seven Days

May 17, 2012

That is what I keep repeating to myself every morning as I pack lunches. Seven days. I give myself a pep talk, “You can do it, Chris!” Good Lord, I am so tired of trying to come up with different things in the lunch bag.

But as tired as I am of it, my kids have grown weary of eating the same thing every day. So now their lunches are just a crap shoot.

Actual things I have said this week:

You’re tired of sandwiches? Well, here are some crackers, a string cheese, cheetos, and beef jerky. No, I don’t know why I put a spoon in your lunchbox.

Don’t want your standard turkey grinders with lettuce and cheese? Okay, Here are 4 Peanut butter and fluff sandwiches, an apple, two clemetines, a honey bun, a rice krispie treat, bag of goldfish crackers, and two cliff bars. What do you mean you are still hungry?

Your sandwich tupperware was empty when you opened it at lunch today? Well, you always bring the sandwich back home uneaten and throw it away. I thought I’d just save us both the trouble.

Seven more days.

And then I plan on doing something really crazy, like sleep in until 8:00!

Seven more days until I begin hearing, “What are we doing today, Mom?”

Eight more days until I begin mentally counting day to the first day of school.

In other news, my 13 year old has bounced back miraculously well. It is amazing how quickly kids heal. I would still be whimpering in the corner. He now just looks like a picture of collagen lip injections gone terribly wrong.
He finally went back to school today and the amount of work he has to make up is staggering. He spent a good six hours yesterday doing school work related things and was still telling me about other things he needed to get done.

This week was Miles week at school to be the class “star” which basically means every single day he had to bring in something. Monday was a poster all about himself. Tuesday he had to bring in an estimation jar, which is a jar filled with something and the kids have to all guess how many of the something there are in the jar. And then I guess they count it and see who is the closest? This was difficult. I don’t have any things to fill up a jar. One of my sons suggested rice and while I found that very funny I am sure the teacher would not. So Tuesday morning found me scrambling around the house. I finally grabbed our jar of cotton balls off the bathroom counter and sent that in with him. Wednesday he had to bring in a book he liked to read to the class.

Today I don’t know what he was supposed to bring in because we couldn’t find the sheet. I may have been a little bit overzealous in my paper purging yesterday. But I only have SEVEN more days to get rid of all the crap the kids have been hoarding for the school year and get rid of the toys that are never played with. All my big plans for things I was going to accomplish during the school year while the kids were at school have fallen down to these last seven days.

Posted by Chris @ 11:23 am  

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  1. CaliforniaGrammy says:

    Trust me . . . when you get to my age (almost 70) all these memories will be faded and kinda foggy . . . but thanks for a good chuckle this morning. . . life is good!

  2. Jay says:

    I got so fed up with throwing the contents of my middle son’s lunchbox away everyday that I sent him shopping - he came home with chocolate snack bars, chocolate yogurt, chocolate biscuits and a fizzy drink…and I let him take it every day! When my eldest was small he wasn’t allowed any chocolate except on his birthday - but how times have changed!!

  3. goddess says:

    For lunch we got a PB&J, salami, or turkey sandwich. All made with butter and maybe mayo. A banana and a snack pack pudding. Every day. For years. In high school I was allowed to buy lunch. So every day I had chocolate milk and Little Debbie Peanutbutter bars. Except on the rare days I wanted something to eat and would get a PB&J.

  4. Carol says:

    My daughter and niece are counting down the days, too. When I pick them up from school they announce how many days they have left. They are both in 8th grade.

  5. Carmen says:

    Those stupid “star student” things are designed for the only child with an overachiever mom. I HATE them.

  6. Adriana says:

    You are so lucky! I have 19 days to go… and yes I’ve started counting them down.

  7. Evie says:

    I admire you for coming up with so many different lunches. Three weeks left for my daughter, and we are down to nuts and a tupperware of fruit.the P&J sandwhich always comes back, even though we said we wanted it at 6:30am.

  8. Michelle says:

    I love your writing. Your honesty and humor always make me smile.

  9. ann says:

    I always hated packing lunches.Glad that’s in my past.