Hungry Like the Wolf
For the last year my daughter and I have been locked in a battle over lunch. I refuse to pack a lunch for a smart, capable elementary aged child. When I do pack her lunch, I give her an extra job to do around the house. However, this has just given me more items to finish on my nag list. So, I got an idea from my brother-in-law; pack a nasty lunch. This morning I was almost gleeful to set my evil plans in motion. As I skipped to the fridge, I wondered what disgusting adult food I could give her. I snuck out the creamy fruit parfait and chocolate brownie. In their place, I put in a berry-fruit jello combination which she hates. I gave her a few cold, somewhat greasy twice-baked potatoes. I ended it with some dry wheat bread and an apple. The genius of this plan is so fun. I am giving her food. Hence, the school will not purchase a lunch for her. I am not creating more nag items for my daughter. Instead, I am giving her the powerful example of action without words. When I han...