
Lunch: a slightly less successful tamago omelet (I tinkered with the recipe, and added too much oil to my pan) in heart and birdie shapes, topped with American cheese to cover up the slap-dash tamago. It tasted fine, but didnt hold its shape as well as the last batch. Strawberries in heart shapes, peaches in flower shapes, and Cheerios. (I know - O's seem like a lame lunch item, but the boy has been begging for them lately).
Snack: more heart strawberries, tamago heart, Annie's bunny pretzels.
Snack: hearts, cheese with cute flower picks, more bunnyzels.

All gone - but... This was not enough food. For a second I wondered as I was packing it all up, and now it seems more obvious looking at the snap shots from this morning. Insert appropriate maternal guilt here.
Consequently, Boy very hungry and less than cooperative by the time our family sat down to celebrate my husband's and my wedding anniversary.

Thanks also to my wonderful husband who kindly and patiently explained to our son why he shouldn't sing at the top of his lungs, rock and dance like a person with no spine, and why laying like a drunk frat boy, on the shared bench seating, so that his feet were touching the couple seated next to us - well, why that was in bad form.

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