This week Abby is attending Catechism Camp at church. They spend the mornings studying and memorizing catechism questions and answers, eat lunch, and then enjoy a fun activity in the afternoon. She’s having a blast.
Since we home school, I am not accustomed to packing lunches for my kids. I went shopping to get a few things, including lunch meat, string cheese and individual containers of applesauce. Abby was happy with these purchases.
I packed a turkey sandwich, string cheese and applesauce. I thoughtfully remembered to include a spoon. Lunch box was checked and approved by Abby.
When I picked her up in the afternoon, I was informed that she didn’t like string cheese, so she gave it to a friend. And at lunchtime, the teacher calls out possible lunch items, and if you have those, you get a prize. I was told that I had packed an inferior lunch and needed to include more “cool stuff.” Like fruit roll ups or pudding cups.
I asked Abby what she wanted in her lunch. She told me to surprise her. Two minutes later she said she wanted PB&J, but also reminded me that she needed “cool stuff” and that applesauce was NOT cool and under no circumstances should I pack that awful applesauce for her again. I raided the pantry in vain for “cool stuff”, threw in some trail mix and, brilliantly, a Tootsie Roll from her candy bag.
That afternoon she told me that the trail mix was a terrible idea, and she didn’t eat it. The Tootsie Roll was my redeeming grace. However, the teacher, in offering prizes for potential lunch box items, called out applesauce.
Today, applesauce is cool. She must have applesauce in her lunch today.
And now I have a new answer to the “why do you home school?” question: Because packing lunches is too much stress.