'twas the night before 2nd grade

'Twas the night before second grade, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even the pug.  His backpack was hung from the dining room chair, loaded with notebooks and back to school gear.  Monkey butt was nestled, all snug in his bed, while visions of zombie killing pea shooters danced in his head. Regi and her Mac book, and I, with iPad, had just settled down for an episode of Breaking Bad. Then in the kitchen there arose such a clatter, I sprung from the sofa to see what was the matter. Away to the doorway I flew like a flash, tripped over the vacuum and caused quite a crash. The moon light reflecting off Hootie the Beta's fish bowl, illuminated the counters, and floor down below. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a new, shiny red bento, and cutlery set from last year. With tofu bunnies, and penguins, and frog, atop of rotini they sat like a dog. With agave in a bear, and a sliced pink pearl apple, and chocolate almond milk, so much better than Snapple! There was a sprinkling of Oppenheimer white chocolate chips, and carrot expressions on the tofu critters, to cross over his lips. Sliced olives, and rotini, in a smoky tomato vinaigrette sauce,and a little note card, with a funny joke about math, I thought "Surely this is a lunch he won't toss." And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the stove, the zipping of a sparkly Spider-Man lunch bag; what a trove! As I drew in my head and was turning around, down onto the floor it fell without sound.  He was made of green paper, of the construction sort. In a green hue similar to that of a caper. An origami yoda to help brighten his morn, "Great first day of school, have you will" he would say. His eyes, they were drawn on, and his mouth was too. His ears were crumpled bits of tree pulp, but alas, the poor fellow's saber was gone.  I folded, and creased, and used a bit of tape. i hope in the morning, the boy's mouth is agape. i shall hide him some where, with out a rest break. i know, by the potty, that's his first stop once he's awake! Now I am quite tired, and anxious with delight, so  Happy eve of school to all, and to all a good night!

Day 7- Who lives in a bento box under the sea? Sponge bob tofu pants

Still has that black eye. Army hats are brutal, but at least we know Apple will be safe should the draft be reinstated XD So as we were driving home last night, little man asks me to do a theme lunch today. Sounds good I tell him. He asks for an under the sea theme. Mind you I didn't get off work until 9:30 pm, and have to be up and ready by 7 to get him up and ready by 8, but I figure, sure, I have Wednesday off, why not try to give him a special lunch. So after I get home and get him tucked in, I remember his panda bento from last year, and the damned sponge bob song gets stuck in my head when I tuck him in because he has a sponge bob comforter. So I decide to go with that. I make a turmeric yellow sponge bob outta tofu and carrots, pickles and fruit leather, a nutella (*eta biscoff, idk what I was thinking,  I haven't had real nutella in probably 10 years maybe I need to buy some hazelnuts and make some Not-tella a la Veganomicon? lol,) and raspberry preserves sammie pineapple with a lemon balm frond, rice colored blue with natural food coloring, and a splash of tamari in the rice for the sand, with raspberry apple sauce and carrot sticks. He did not eat a bite of it. Scratch  that, he took two bites of apple sauce and didn't like it because it wasn't sweet enough. He was pissed because he wanted a "real" under the sea theme with sea weed, and carrot and tofu fish and what not :/ Needless to say I won't stay up until almost 2 watching Hunger Games, drinking Manischewitz and crafting a special lunch for him for a while. He looks fahklempt walking into school in the pic there doesn't he? Gray button front shirt from von maur's with DKNY jeans today. Not our best day this year :(