Despite my love of funky lunchboxes, I do so hate making packed lunches. I've been making them several times a week since C started in Reception. He is now in Year 6, so that is a great many packed lunches and a great many mornings sighing as I slapped ham into rolls and wondered if I had run out of juice boxes.
But no more.
There is a new regime around here.
Last year I got so fed up with O coming home each day with most of her packed lunch untouched, that I insisted she had school dinners for a term (at least if she didn't eat anything I was not the one having to throw away leftovers). Within a week she declared that school lunches were delicious and they were much better than packed lunches anyway because she got to sit at a bigger table than the lowly packed lunch people.
That left C, who was a harder nut to crack because he does love ham sandwiches, and he insisted that packed lunches were healthier and tastier than school lunches because I put so much fruit in them (he knows how to flatter me). We reached a compromise whereby he had school dinners twice a week to save my sanity, and packed lunches three days a week to save his.
But even those three days a week were sending me over the edge. Making a packed lunch week in, week out, and year after year is just so uninspiring and tedious.