My seven-year-old (pictured above) made his own lunch today (not pictured above). I cannot get over this fact. Which fact? The one in which he can—beyond brushing his teeth, getting himself dressed, and tying his shoes—be a bit independent. He probably doesn't need me any more...
And, the lunch seemed to be comparable to those I make for him—a little bit healthy, a little bit fun. His menu: salami and cheese sandwich, Cheetos, apple juice, and a banana. Simon informed me that if you cut a banana in half, the cut end gets gross and messes up the inside of his lunch box. So, for that matter, he would be eating a whole banana. Still didn't stop him from putting the whole banana in a plastic bag. Some day he'll realize that the banana peel is a natural wrapper, but until then I'm happy he can help out in the morning.
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