So this is it. Five days left of school. Every teacher, every parent, every kid has a calendar somewhere just ticking off those days. FIVE.
We are now at the typical WHATEVER WORKS TO GET US THRU stage.
Reading logs, school projects, tests…let’s just turn something in. Shorts that are too short, shoes that are falling apart…haircuts…let’s just wait until next week. Let’s just get thru this!
This week, I refuse to put any more money in their lunch accounts. They are now reduced to making & taking a lunch. Since the final days are upon us, I am happy to help make those last few nutritional nuggets. Those sumptuous sandwiches that most likely will come back half – or not at all – eaten, crackers crushed to fine grit and empty juice pouches – straws still stuck in them – leaving their sticky film all over that lunch sack. Whatever. Just. Five. More. Days.
Here is a typical “beginning of the school year” lunch:
Deli Turkey on Fresh Pretzel Bun / Cucumber Slices / Berry Infused Water
Here is what was on today’s WHATEVER WORKS lunch menu:
Peanut Butter Taco / Cheezits / Apple Slices / Gatorade or Juice Pouch
As you can see, Peanut Butter Tacos are nothing special at all. It’s been my way to get the kids to excited about a piece of bread with some peanut butter on it. It was especially handy when I would have a small child hungry, whiney, and overtired and I just needed them to eat and eat quick. I don’t even need a plate. One slice of bread can fit in a mom’s hand – slap that PB on it, a quick fold and there is a PBT! WHATEVER WORKS.
Are These Clean?
Um, sure they are, son. Just wear them!
A weekend of baseball and kid karting usually means laundry doesn’t get done as much as I would like. Today I realized 20 minutes before the bus was due that one kid was missing some article of clothing that was actually clean. For 10 seconds, I contemplated and calculated – if I turned the washer on Express and the dryer on High, threw in a few towels to help the drying process would I get a clean pair of shorts…yea. NO. That would be pushing it.
So. WHATEVER WORKS. Grab the first pair, quick smell test (moms are brave like that) and here ya go.
Mom, really. Are these clean?
I said yes. Just wear them!
(and why does it matter all of a sudden??)
This is the same kid who will not change his underwear daily. I know. I find the clean ones still on his dresser. Clothes are gone. Clean underwear left behind.
This is the same kid who is happy to sleep in the same clothes he wore all day – most likely for sports – and continue to wear them until someone – me – orders showering and a fresh change of duds. That could go on for days without intervention, I’m thinking.
So, here we are. That WHATEVER WORKS TO GET US THRU stage. That same feeling we had last year and the many years before. FIVE DAYS TO GO. Even I am excited for that final bell ring at the end of this week. I am excited to see the kids run off that bus for the very last time this year.
Just as I will be excited to see that bus again come September.
So summer – come on in. I am glad you are here. And stay awhile!