Do you know where the word ‘lunch’ comes from? It’s actually an acronym for:
Don’t get me wrong, lunch time is actually my favourite time of the day. Remember that rush of excitement you felt when hearing the lunch bell ring when you were in school? Signifying the end of another boring class and the beginning of that all-too-critical window of socialization and fun? I feel the same today. When the clock strikes 12pm I drop what I’m doing leap out of my office chair, throw on my coat, and dash out of the room like the building’s on fire.
But as a working mom, the ‘L’ word also has negative connotations. At about 10pm each night, I begrudgingly shuffle to the kitchen and open and close all of the cupboards. I open the fridge, then close it, then open it again, hoping to find new contents inside.
What to make for lunch for the kids?
When I first went back to work, I aspired to make picture-perfect lunches like this:
Thank you Pinterest for making me feel even less confident about my lunch-making abilities.
I literally felt stressed out every night about what I was going to make. I thought to myself, it has to be different every day, it has to be nutritious, and it has to look like a creative masterpiece. I peeled and delicately sliced hard boiled eggs, I used cookie cutters to make fruits and veggies into fun little shapes, and I bought things like mini croissants and mangoes. I worked those lunches, and you know what? My kids barely touched a thing.
I’ve learned in my (only slightly experienced) 5 years as a mom, that kids don’t always care about how creative you are with their lunches. Sometimes all they want is a good old PB&J, a yogurt and some grapes.
Every. Single. Day.
And if they eat it all, why not do it?