March. After years of teaching, March marks the beginning of the end of the school year. That has many implications as a teacher. As a mother, it also means that the end of lunch packing is on the horizon. Victory dance. A mere 73 (give or take) nights of lunch packing left for each boy. Only about 146 more lunches to pack. Sigh.
If you’ve followed my posts at all you’ve probably heard me whine about lunch packing before, so I apologize. While easy…it is the biggest time suck of all of the things I do for my boys. I’ll take a load of laundry (socks included) over lunch packing any day.
It sounds simple, but it is actually quite involved. This is the spread that is filled, packed, and unpacked each.and.every.day. Not to mention the hand washing and drying of each container so that they can be used the next day. Two lunch boxes packed with a main meal, some cut up fruit + veggies, and usually some banana, or apple, or pumpkin bread thanks to the world’s best grandmother who bakes some regularly for the boys, two snack bags packed with a variety of snacks in little containers, two small water bottles for in the lunch boxes, and 2 larger ones for the playground, gym class, fitness class, etc. and 6 ice packs. No joke.
Good Morning Gloucester 