Curly Carrot Bento

If I open up the thermos to take a photo of what's inside, a lot of the heat would escape. And lately she has wanted something in her thermos every day. So until I figure out a better way, I will just label the closed thermos.

Not-every-lunch-can-be-beautiful bento

The fog is thicker this morning than I've ever seen it in Colorado. Charlie was alarmed when we let him in the backyard this morning. R said "look at his tail, he is not feeling confident." It was tucked as far between his legs as he could get it. He tried to climb up me to jump in my arms when I went outside. He is such a little border collie. Don't we know, sheep get lost in fog like this! This is terrible! He got used to it after we walked around with him for awhile.

I had to take the lunch picture inside, with bad lighting. It was not the most attractive lunch to begin with. But it's nutritious, and I know she will eat everything that's in it.

Back to the Grindstone Bento

That was nice, Thursday and Friday last week without school. Teacher conferences, and then a teacher in-service day. It was the first snow and the first really cold temperatures too. Nice to stay in your pj's until lunch and read books together in bed.

I asked R if she was going to show her friends that she has a red pepper cat and dog in her lunch today, and she said "Mommy, no one cares about my lunch." At least with a six year old, you know where you stand. No subterfuge, no softening the blow.