The kids are still in their “I want to help pack lunch” mode. Usually, they decide this after they are already snug in their beds. They wander out to the kitchen saying: “I wanna help.” It’s all a ploy to stay up late. Why do kids always want to stay up late? Most parents would be happy to go to bed at 8:30 if there weren’t lunches to make, dishes to clean, laundry to fold, bathrooms to clean, emails to answer, work to do, glasses of wine to consume, episodes of Breaking Bad to watch (for people like me who are always way behind) etc. I vaguely remember wanting to stay up late, but it’s a way distant memory.
As for lunch, the kids decided a nice tin of mom’s homemade yogurt swirled with raspberry jam would be just dandy. Then, they started getting into the kiwis. As I was peeling and chopping them, the kids were consuming them. Iain grabbed one and started eating it like an apple (skin and all—yuck!). Kiwi skin is not delicious. After the kiwis, it was decided we also needed to pack some tangerines. By this point, I just wanted them to go to bed. “How about some cheese crackers?” I’m not proud of those little processed nuggets of orange cheese, but sometimes you have to pick your battles. And, because cheese crackers don’t actually contain real cheese, we packed some slices of actual cheddar.