Back to the plain container for today because R says she needs to practice closing her new bento box. You forget what kinds of things are stressful when you're six. The bell is ringing, and you can't get your lunch box put back together fast enough, and you're the last kid out of the cafeteria but "you can't run in the hall, but also you can't be late behind your class, so what can I do?" It's not a very complicated box, but I can see how that would be hard. Anyway, I am so restless for something new on the lunch landscape that I made a bento pick out of one of her old flower ponytail ties.
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