It is no secret that a certain someone's, certain Kindergarten teacher is NOT blowing my doors off. When I try and put my finger on when things went South, I'd say it would have to be the first week of school when the little one came home with a folder full of frowny faces. Oh the horror! I mean seriously. My kid?
Well today was the given day I had signed up to bring snack. So this morning I, Erik really, peeled 12 cuties (aka clementines) and we cut them in half and combined them with a package and a half of Kraft® singles. Keep in mind this is NOT a hippy, dippy nursery school. I love the hippy, dippy. I'd be all over the Waldorf or the Renaissance if circumstances were such. So the pressure to create theme related snacks is off and the number of parent supplied snacks with artificial ingredients is up 10-fold. So I felt slightly smug bringing in whole food, unprocessed California fruit. Stopped short of organic.
So you know what happened? Said teacher, put Lula's snack in storage in favor of individually wrapped Rice Krispie Treats. So our snack was wasted, ruined.
Lonah, I recommend refrigeration on this one.
And in other news:
My Razr phone has miraculously come back to life. A quick dip in the workplace toilet/pool and 3 weeks later Voila! — no worse for the wear. But T-mobile, our days together are numbered. I still really want an iPhone.