My kids brown bag it to lunch at school more often than not. Well, maybe not in a true brown bag since that wouldn't be nearly as cool as the colorful or character lunch boxes they take these days. And they're not really even boxes...they're more like rectangular shaped carriers made out of some strong fabric material. But whatever you call them, they serve the purpose of transporting their lunches to school on days they choose not to buy.

My goal is to have a little part of me go in each of these lunch boxes - a little snippet of Daddy. A little laughter, a little cleverness, a little inside joke, a little rhyming...and a ton of love. I want my kids to be reminded every time they open their lunch at school how much they mean to me. How much I love them. And maybe be a little entertained in the process.

So every lunch I make has notes in the lunch box. You should try it too! Feel free to use any of the notes you see in this blog in your own kids' lunches. Or use them to be inspired to write your own.


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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Can't go wrong with animal lunch notes!

All kids love animals, and like to use their imaginations to put animals in silly situations.  If you're ever stuck writing a note just think of an animal and come up with some rhyming words for it - then you're 1/2 way home!







That paints a really fun picture for a child.  Just remember that while including the sap in lunch notes is good, it can get old and lose it's punch if you do it in every note.  I go for fun or funny more often than not.








We do have a dog, a little puggle (pug/beagle mix) named Lilly.  After I wrote this I just imagined the picture it put in my daughters' heads...Lilly strutting around with her head held high in her golden collar.  I guess I'm too practical in my old age though...all I could see in my own mind was how heavy the collar would be, with Lilly's poor head close to the ground as she struggled to lift the weight of the gold.

Maybe when I make my millions we'll have to settle for gold encrusted dog collars!




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