So my kid who wouldn't eat lunch, the one who came home with a full lunch box every day since September, is finally eating. Wahoo!
I could seriously do a cheer. I was so tired of sending food that was never touch, of packing lunches that barely got opened, or buying food I knew would go to waste.
Finally, Little Man is eating. And all it took was a little creative thinking. (Okay, and possibly the threat of making him buy lunch. Gasp.)
Apparently, food tastes better when it's shaped like an animal. Sandwiches are okay, as long as they don't look like a sandwich (or contain any meat.) And lunch time is more fun when your friends "try to steal food" from your lunch box.Though I was told, "No more tails, Mommy. They get all soggy and sticky and gross." Well, now I know.
Drawing On Feathers
18 hours ago