When Seren started school, I put effort into her lunchboxes:
At the moment, there's nothing wrong with that, but I have a rule in my own mind that Seren cannot have things which Tom & Seb cannot, and £6.15 per day for school dinners is definitely not something I want to spend my money on in 18 months time.
At home, I treat the children on the weekends to portioned meals, they love them.
And at Easter, when I was desperately trying to dissuade the little people from getting in Mr J's way as he put down our wooden flooring, I was reminded by how much they are enthused by a special meal.
And so, this week, I am back to making an effort.
And, in doing so, she has chosen to have four of five meals as brechdanau.
Even Mr J was surprised, thinking she'd negotiate for two.
Choosing each theme, and reviewing the lunchbox produced.
And getting oh so excited about her food again.
Fridays, like The Cure, there is tradition. Friday's she's in love- PE and cinio- there is no compromise- them's the rules.
I will celebrate my achievements.
Four out of five ain't bad, it's flippin' amazing!