I have an order of operations (aka: O.O.O.) that I believe my kids should use when they eats their lunch at home:
- Eat sandwich. Drink juice.
- Eat vegetables. Drink juice.
- Eat fruit. Finish juice.
- Eat dessert (when applicable).
Here’s how Isabelle eats lunch at home:
- Gobble up the fruit.
- Devour the vegetables.
- Nibble at the sandwich s-l-o-w-l-y.
- Spend an eternity drinking juice.
Isabelle (and Ari!) has no interest in my order of operations. And that’s fine. Really it is. Though I find it excrutiating to watch her save all of her juice for the end of the meal.
This morning, Isabelle had a medical appointment. Knowing it would end around the time of her class’s lunch, I packed her Planetbox (Yes, the thing I haven’t packed in months due to her doing school remotely!) with a lunch she could eat in the car. Sometime between the doctor’s office and the entrance to the highway, I hit a red light. That’s when I noticed she was eating blueberries and raspberries first. Typical.
At one point, I was checking the right lane before moving into the next lane on the highway. I noticed something strange in her Planetbox. Though I only saw the box for a split second, I noticed her sandwich was still there and she had eaten nearly everything including half of the M&M’s, which were her dessert.
“What’s going on back there?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” she said innocently.
“How come you’re eating your M&M’s before your sandwich? Dessert is supposed to be eaten last.”
I could feel Isabelle roll her eyes at me. “Because I want to,” she replied. Then I heard the suble crunch of an M&M’s shell beneath her teeth.
“Just be sure to eat your sandwich, okay? We’re going to be home soon.”
“I know,” she replied.
We came to a stop about ten minutes later. That’s when I turned around and found this:
“What’s so funny?” she demanded.
“You. You make me smile. I know you’re going to eat your lunch, but I’m perplexed that you have a piece of sandwich and an entire juice box left to drink.”
Isabelle shrugged her shoulders and took another bite of sandwich. That’s when I remembered Isabelle’s at-home order for eating lunch. It seems she has a preferred way of eating lunch outside of the house and there’s nothing I can do to change it so I might as well stop trying!