we finally landed at home. after a sorry excuse for dinner, they ran upstairs to get ready for bed. almost robotically, i unpacked backpacks, switched out towels, bathing suits, etc., and washed out their bentos. it's getting harder not to show my excitement when i see that they've eaten all of their healthy stuff and the few salty/sugary things remain untouched. i giggle a bit, and then begin to pack their lunches, yet again. treats and all. because if the treats weren't there, i'd surely hear about it.
