Whoops! Got Sent to the Corner by Daycare

Oops. I just got an email from daycare and not the fun kind announcing an open house or a classroom activity.

Seeing that email pop up with “Important Food Issue” made me feel a lot like hearing, “Beth Anne, please report to the principal’s office!” over the loudspeaker in high school. (Although I have to admit, that only happened a few times and it was always for good reasons. I was a total brown-noser straight-A type.)

Turns out the school had its regular sanitation inspection and all that fancy legal government stuff and they had to reinforce all the food rules that are currently being broken. While it was a mass email sent to all parents, I felt like a chastized little girl because dude, I was screwing up most of the food rules.

Since we have to pack lunches (but snacks are provided), I am meticulous about following the nutrition guidelines – 1 grain, 2 fruits/veggies, 1 protein, 1 dairy. I also throw in a little treat every day because I just like it. They serve milk with lunch, so I can get away with allowing that milk to be the dairy or protein, depending on what I pack.

Yesterday I sent leftover mac n’ cheese (grain and dairy), a container of applesauce, a banana, and a pack of fruit snacks. Today I sent a whole grain bar, a piece of cheese, applesauce, raisins, and a Hershey Kiss. It’s not a gourmet meal, but it covers all the basics and it’s stuff I know my kid will eat.

But apparently I’m supposed to be writing his full name, not initials, on EVERY. SINGLE. THING. in his lunchbox every single day. Along with the date.  And then I’m to put it in the fridge at school (call me bonkers, but I don’t think mac n’ cheese in a tupperwear in an insulated lunchbox is going to go back in 4 hours).

There’s not really a point to this post other than me just feeling all grumpy that there’s ONE MORE THING to do in the mornings before we can herd out the door. And if there’s nowhere to write on the package, that means I have to dig out tape. I mean, I get that I wouldn’t want my kid eating something someone else sent. But if it’s in his lunchbox in his cubby, then I don’t see the big deal.

Grumpy mom that will follow the rules from now on, over and out.

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