So I sat down to write my daughter a special note. It's not the first time I've tucked a special note into her lunch, but today will be the last. . .
Here it is:
Lunch Bag Blues
Ham, turkey, peanut butter and jelly--even pasta salad I've packed in your lunch,
'Cause I am your mother
And I love you a BUNCH,
Now this is the last one
Enjoy it my honey,
Now you have to go into the world and make money!
(after college, that is),
So when you eat a Hot Pocket
in your messy dorm room,
Think of the lunches I packed for noon,
They were packed with goodies
from below to above,
But the most important part of your lunch
was my love.
Love you forever my honeybunch!
Am I done with making lunches? No way. I have two more years of lunches to make for my youngest daughter. And I will relish every minute of it!