One of the highlights back when I was a girl attending school was opening my lunch pail(and I did actually have a little pail for a while)and finding out what was tucked inside. Was it a good lunch day ? those happened after my parents had made a trip to the market and bought a case of bananas,a box of cookies and a bag of apples.
My lunch somehow did way more than nourish me physically, it seemed to demonstrate tangibly that I was loved.
I thought about this recently as I tackled the morning chore of lunch packing.First I pack my husbands,and send him off to his work with a kiss and a coffee,next I decide what my four children will be dining on come lunch time.(my oldest is away at college so I have one less than I did have for many years.)
I know many people have their kids pack their own lunches.While mine do help, especially on the scramble mornings....I really do find this to be a special Mom privilege. When you think about it, it really is like packing them a little gift.
Something they can look forward to in the middle of their day and hopefully taste the love in every bite:)
this little cupcake notebook was a birthday gift from my youngest two...just the thing to write a wee note on and tuck in the lunch box on occasion...
The highest reward for man's toil is not what he gets for it
but what he becomes by it.
~John Ruskin~
My lunch somehow did way more than nourish me physically, it seemed to demonstrate tangibly that I was loved.
I thought about this recently as I tackled the morning chore of lunch packing.First I pack my husbands,and send him off to his work with a kiss and a coffee,next I decide what my four children will be dining on come lunch time.(my oldest is away at college so I have one less than I did have for many years.)
I know many people have their kids pack their own lunches.While mine do help, especially on the scramble mornings....I really do find this to be a special Mom privilege. When you think about it, it really is like packing them a little gift.
Something they can look forward to in the middle of their day and hopefully taste the love in every bite:)
this little cupcake notebook was a birthday gift from my youngest two...just the thing to write a wee note on and tuck in the lunch box on occasion...
The highest reward for man's toil is not what he gets for it
but what he becomes by it.
~John Ruskin~
You've re-inspired. Thank-you:)
ReplyDeleteThat is so sweet. I have to admit that I'm not a good lunch maker or packer. When I taught school my husband made my lunch! Eeek, I know. If he didn't, I'd eat an orange. Anyway, now that I homeschool I don't have the issue. Sometimes when people say they could never homeschool, I always think how I'd struggle to pack lunches! I like the way you do it, and on those rare days we have field trips and pack lunches, I'm going to remember this. Thanks:)
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