Shhhh…don’t tell my daughter, but I let her down in January.
She just doesn’t know it.
Six years ago, I committed to having lunch at the school with each of my daughters every single month.
Pretty soon, I had three girls in elementary school,:that’s three lunches a month or 27 lunches a year, plus an occasional extra lunch thrown in for a birthday or other special occasion.
My kids are typically on top of this, too. If I haven’t had lunch with my youngest daughter within the first week of a new month, she starts nudging.
Mom, you know you haven’t had lunch with me this month, right? When are you coming?
But January zipped right past me with days off school, half days with weird schedules, and what felt like endless doctor’s appointments.
My husband says—You’re eating lunch with them at home on the days off. Doesn’t that count?
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