Lunch

This week we all took our lunch at least twice. Everyone except Julia, that is. So far it's been ham or bologna sandwiches, grapes, string cheese, snack cakes, Doritos and carrots. Lots and lots of carrots.

A shit load of carrots.

Allie and I have the cool lunch kits. Debbie has a paper bag.

I offered to go and buy Deb everything she needs to tote her lunch. She seems to be happy with the bag. I had something more like this in mind:

http://www.lunchboxes.com/wayne.html

Deb's not interested.

UPDATE:

On Friday Allie got off the bus and walked to daycare entirely on her own.

Now that she's able to handle the bus we can turn our attention to more important matters, like this group of cows we stopped to talk with last night.

One of the more peculiar aspects of living in Wisconsin is our compulsion to moo every time we see a group of cows. Occasionally, we pull over and start mooing until they notice.

Last night we got this group's attention. They seemed a little pissed off. No. They were pissed. You could feel it. They were glaring at us. Really. So I grabbed my phone and snapped a shot of them. I wanted photo evidence in case they decided to storm the electric fence, tear apart the car and stomp on us until we looked like some of their relatives after a trip to the rendering plant.

All we wanted to do was say hello. Look at the photo. If cows participated in rumbles, this is what the start of it would look like. There wasn't any reason for them to be so hostile.

Suddenly I'm craving a hamburger for lunch today.