"I didn't eat my snack today." were some of the first words out of Lucas mouth as we walked in the door after school.
"What?" I questioned immediately getting annoyed- I mean I had spent all of two minutes putting that snack together, didn't he appreciate my hard work?
"A kid had a birthday today and there were treats so I wasn't hungry."
"Oh okay" I said, quickly regaining my composure- because hey I am a intelligent person- snack or birthday treat? Hello, no question!
"I'm hungry now though, so can I eat it while watching a show?" Lucas asked.
"Sure" I said happy that I would not have to look for a snack for him. Is it just me or is coming up with meal and snack ideas sometimes the most difficult and annoying thing?
Lucas pulled the brown paper sack from his backpack and began eating his snack while watching a half hour show. After his break it was the dreaded homework time. We made it through homework, dinner and bedtime and were all set for the next day.
As some mornings inevitably seem to be, this was a rushed one. Getting up a few minutes after the alarm, getting distracted by a few things on-line, you know those kinds of things all lead to a sudden hurry to get ready.
I got the kids their breakfast, packed Lucas' lunch and threw everything in his backpack.
"Okay, let's go!" I hurriedly said.
"Did you get my Cub folder?" Lucas asked, running through the checklist as we do most mornings.
"Um--" I couldn't remember, had I packed the snack? A quick peak in his bag and I saw the brown paper sack I put his snacks in. "Check"
And off we went.
The day quickly went by, errands, pretending to clean, blogging.... and before I knew it, it was time to pick Lucas up from school.
"Why did you pack me garbage today?" Lucas asked when he got in the car.
"What??" I asked utterly confused.
"My snack, it was just an empty water bottle and a Rice Krispie treat wrapper!"
And then it hit me, Lucas snack from the day before, the one he had eaten after school while watching a show-- he hadn't thrown his trash away but had simply put it back in his backpack.
Opps- yep, let's chalk this one up to add to my long resume of why I am mother of the year.