The other day I realized we were out of brown paper lunch bags for Jack.
Because we’re a family of quasi-hoarders, we had a readily available alternative:
There are downsides, of course, to sending your kid to school looking like he’s hauling a bag of prescriptions. Which means Mike and I spent a few minutes debating whether it would be okay to just cross out the label with a sharpie and put “smootchy” or “kissyface” over the top. We know how much Jack loves the opportunity to share our pet names for him with all his hombres at school. (more…)