Saturday, January 16, 2010

Two is Enough

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Today, I actually had a task that had to be completed. I could not put it off like taking down the Christmas tree. I had to make nine lunches for my nine boys. And, the task made me glad I don’t have nine children!

You: Why did you make nine lunches, Jean?
Me: Tomorrow, I have to feed nine hungry boys lunch.
You: But, I thought you only had one hungry boy?
Me: I do.
You: Hey, did he get his license yet?
Me: Nooooooooooooo!
You: So, who are these boys you’re feeding?
Me: Well, tomorrow, I have to feed half of Nate’s hockey team; well, they’re really only my boys for the time it takes nine hungry hockey players* to wolf down their brown bag lunches after their away hockey game. So, how long do you think that is?
You: Probably like 3 minutes.
Me: I think you’re right!

*All the parents share the responsibility of providing lunch/dinner for the away games. When I signed up after Christmas, I was told the lunch/dinner would comprise “a drink, a sandwich (ham and cheese or turkey), chips, and cookies.” Apparently, this was the combination for making the perfect “Happy Meal” for a high school hockey player.

So, at 1pm, I put on my Hockey Mom helmet and began to assemble my nine lunches.

I made five ham and cheese and four turkey sandwiches.



I included nine packages of Pringles.



I put nine bottles of Gatorade in the refrigerator.



And, then there were the four blobs of butterscotch cookie dough with which to make my kick-ass signature cookies.



I decided that even if eight of these boys weren’t mine, I still could provide some support and encouragement in the form of homemade cookies instead of Oreos or Chips Ahoy. And, if anything, with the team’s 1-5 record, the cookies might help make facing the opponent a tad sweeter tomorrow.

Nathan is a Hello Kitty Grinch Even Though I Fully Support His Flying Spaghetti Monster Note: I asked Nathan if I could put the cookies in these bags.



He said, “No!”
I looked at him like Iz looks at me when I tell her we can’t go to Sephora.
He said, “No, Mom!!!!!!”
Can you believe it?!

He did allow me to use my holiday plastic bags for the lunches though, so he’s not totally against the First Amendment, the right of his mother to freely be creative.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the thought of seeing these big hockey players on the bus eating home made cookies from hello kitty bags cracks me up!! : - )
I think you should have told Nathan 2 months ago that unless he scheduled all his driving lessons before this game they would have them!! : - )
Tomas