Category: Lunch Box Quotes

I don’t drink Metamucil for the taste, and the dog peed on the floor. My Wednesday just Mondayed me. Since I have been writing these, the traffic on this blog has ticked up considerably, and the two leading countries that read this are the U.S. (naturally) and China

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I don’t know why the kids are surprised when we can help with math homework. Sometimes I think they don’t really believe us when we say that we had homework too.  As a reminder, Lunch Box Quotes are notes I include in the kids’ lunches every day. Number 1

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Halloween 2025 is in the books. Number 1 had 3 parties, 3 costumes, and some would say they were the best costumes of the fraternity. I will not share pictures, but I did laugh; at least he was in the library on Sunday. Number 2 didn’t go to a party and opted instead

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I woke up to the realization that the Halloween that we once knew is gone. The oldest is in college, Number 2 is going to a party, Number 3 is not going trick-or-treating, and we are writing a note so the bus can drop Number 4 off at a friend’s house. No

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As the kids have gotten older, things that seemed ‘must do‘ have slipped into ‘if we can get to them‘ categories. This whole Halloween season feels like it is going that direction. Carving pumpkins was one of the highlights of October, and getting

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I have to stop feeding the dog before I go to bed. 2:30 bark, outside, it’s cold…oh baseball highlights, mind starts turning, home improvement projects, guess we are not going back to sleep.  Quotes: 1. “The desire to be seen reveals the fear of being

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18 innings! I don’t think I have ever been so happy for a rainstorm. When it rains, my antenna doesn’t pick up Fox very well, so I didn’t watch the World Series last night. If the Cubs were playing, I would be dead this morning. Instead, I checked the score

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A little over 20 years ago, I was running across the windswept desert to take a seat in a dusty helicopter for what would be the first leg in my journey home for the birth of Number 1. It seems like a lifetime ago, and in truth, in my world, it was actually four lifetimes

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Dealing with disappointment is tough. Number 4 didn’t make the cheerleading team and was appropriately heartbroken. No one wants to see their baby hurt. That was tough. I said all of the dad-type stuff: they are missing out, get ’em next time, use this as

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Yesterday was church night, the wife had drop off duty, and I was on pick up for Number 4 and two of her friends. My ears and hearing are a little wrecked from my time in service, but I have heard stories from some of my friends (similar condition) that when their girls hit

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