Yesterday I went to Lauren’s school for lunch and recess.
Every time I’ve eaten lunch at Lauren’s school, I get a kick out of my “celebrity status”. If you are ever feeling less than the best, just go eat lunch with your elementary-aged kid and suddenly you will be right up there with Hannah Montana and Justin Bieber.
“Hi Mrs. Coddington! Hi Mrs. Coddington! Hi Lauren’s mom! Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi!!!!!!!!”
I took a look at the lunches at Lauren’s table. You know, just to see what other parents send in. Sandwiches, grapes, crackers, etc. One first grader was eating the cafeteria offering for the day. I was concerned as to why the mashed potatoes looked a little green. Who knew that broccoli can be mistaken for mashed potatoes? I now understand why Lauren does NOT NOT NOT like school lunches!
The little boy sitting across from me at the lunch table had lots of questions.
Little Boy: Who are you?
Me: I’m Lauren’s mom.
Little Boy: Why are you here?
Me: I’m here to eat lunch with Lauren.
Little Boy: What job are you going to next?
Me: I don’t work. I stay home with my baby. (Why oh why did I say that? Moms work hard!)
Little Boy: Bummer.
A few minutes later Little Boy started smashing Goldfish and Oreos on his head.
The two girls (including Lauren) at the table just rolled their eyes.
Then Cracker Crushing Boy said my legs were swords.
Another little boy saw my purse and asked if he could play a game on my phone. 1) How did he know my phone was in my purse? 2) How did he know my phone has games on it? I said no. He then gave me a big hug. A hug that wouldn’t stop. I pried him off and decided right then and there that elementary school teachers are angels.
We finished lunch and went to recess. It was 102 degrees outside. A few kids played basketball. Lauren and her best buddy Maya ran around. Most of the kids sat in the shade. I sat with the kids in the shade. I think it might have been 101 degrees in the shade!
To summarize:
One insult from a cracker/cookie crushing first grade boy. (Or two if you count the legs = swords comment.)
One extra long squeeze that wouldn’t stop from another first grade boy.
One VERY hot recess that resulted in the need for Shower #2 for the day. (Didn’t get Shower #2 but needed it.)
One little girl who was very happy and excited to have her mom visiting. Priceless.



