I knew it even as I made it. But did I listen to myself?
Of course not.
Even as I made the cream cheese, strawberry and banana wrap on whole-wheat pita pocket yesterday morning, I thought Parker wasn’t going to like it.
Not sure why. It has everything he loves. But usually I use whole-wheat tortillas, not pita pockets.
Well, it seems that’s all it took to push him over the edge.
When I went to pick him up from school yesterday, one of his teachers pulled me aside.
That’s never a good thing, is it? They don’t do that just to tell you what a pleasure it is to spend all day with your charming child. Or to tell you what a wonderful parent you are to be raising such a polite and loving kid.
It’s. Never. Good.
Apparently, Parker was displeased with his wraps. And after he ate the parfait, he decided to throw away the wrap.
This is a first. I know this is a first because not everything I pack is a huge hit. And when it isn’t, he brings it home half eaten in his lunch box.
But we have a rule… With only some exceptions, whatever comes home in his lunch box is what he has for his after school snack. Only after he eats that can he have something else.
Yesterday, he decided to circumvent that rule.
Until one of his teachers stepped in. He wasn’t allowed to throw it away.
Parker apparently was most displeased by this turn of events. I wasn’t able to get all of the details, but he seems to have expressed some of that displeasure.
That’s my boy.
As I said, it’s never good.
He didn’t get in trouble, but I was being informed…
I heard lots of grumbling on the way home. We didn’t talk too much about it other than to note that it wasn’t appropriate.
And when we got home for snack…? Guess what reappeared?
“But I didn’t like it!”
“You barely tried it.”
“The bread was yucky.”
“Then why not unwrap it and at least use your fork to eat out the fruit and cream cheese?”
“Oh. I didn’t think of that.”
And so that’s what he did for his snack.
But moving on… As many of you predicted, Parker did arrive home STARVING…
We won’t remind him that eating one’s lunch is an excellent cure for this.
Luckily, I had prepped dinner a bit in advance. This seems to be the new key to avoiding a bout of the “screaming starvings.” I try to have dinner prepped a little earlier these days.
So yesterday morning I made a barbecue dry rub (brown sugar and a whole mess of spices). I sliced a pork loin roast almost in half, opened it like a book, then rubbed it thoroughly inside and out. The pork absorbed the flavor all day, then I just popped it in the oven at 400 F for 45 minutes while Parker did his homework.
After his homework, he barely had time to mention how STARVING!!! he was before dinner appeared on the table.
So leftovers of the roast is where lunch started today. I also did another parfait — using crushed ice cream cones instead of my usual graham crackers or granola because that’s all I had — and some Parmesan cheese, rice crackers and quince paste.
Today is another cross country day. We all know what that means…
And thanks for all the great comments yesterday. I used a random number generator to pick the winner — and that’s Pattie S. Congratulations!