It is that time of year again. The school pizza rant is here! Today is the first day of school pizza on Friday for A-chan and it made me grumble and grump all morning. I despise it. I loathe it. Why am I so upset by it? That's a good question and one that I have tried to solve for myself today. Partly because it undermines everything that I am attempting to teach my child about good nutrition. Another factor is that I hate having to scrounge around to find exact change to put in the envelope in a society where cash is fast becoming obsolete. There is a part of me that is acting like a 5 year old who's toy just got taken away because it's a morning where I don't get to make a proper bento.
But it goes deeper than that. It's almost as if this one thing usurps every ideal that I am trying to instill in our family - not just good nutrition but also less waste (they are served on paper plates) and the evils of peer pressure. I know that the reason for Friday pizza is a good one - they are raising money for the class. And I absolutely love everything about my daughter's school except for this one thing. It seems extremely petty to be so upset about it, honestly. But at the same time it seems as if the school is trampling on all the hard work that parents do. I know that I am overreacting. By the end of autumn I will be excited about making fruit-only bentos again. Today, however, I am going to revel in my grumpiness.
In the bento: Strawberries, peach slices and a huge bunch of tiny champagne grapes.
A-chan was happy about having Fruit Friday bentos to go with her pizza again. When we went to the store to purchase fruit for the week she desperately wanted to try these itty bitty grapes for Friday. I love it when she wants to try new foods!
