"I want something different."
Miss Mads uttered these words during our daily rush - that flurry of activity that comes as she finds her outerwear paraphernalia for school and I work to assemble a winning lunch in 3 minutes or less. I had a feeling I knew what she was talking about, but I hoped I was wrong. Most of the morning school drop-offs of late had been inching closer and closer to the "have your kid here by this time, we totes mean it" threshold, and I was really hoping to buck the trend today.
So, I asked for clarification from her, my fingers mentally crossed.
"I mean I want something different!"
Ok... How so? Something different to wear? To drive to school in? Something different in terms of weather pattern? In the color of the walls?
I listed off anything I could think of, finally ending with what I knew and feared to be the answer. Something different for lunch?
And, after the line of questioning, I was now down to 2 minutes.
Fortunately, I had picked up a package of hard boiled eggs at the store yesterday. Hmm. It sounds schmaltzy, but this curveball was turning into an opportunity. An opportunity to pull out a little bento tool I hadn't used in awhile.
It worked! The combination of hard boiled eggs and cashews, along with some pea puffs and a strawberry, was different enough to pass muster with Miss Mads. Mission Success!