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The Lunch Bag

The Lodger started preschool in the last few weeks. We found a preschool that have accepted him without a preschool assistant, a battle we continue to fight, trident in hand we fight on.
Anyway all he needed was a thermos lunch bag. So simple and yet these were the thoughts going through my head a few days before he set off.

I discuss with the Lodger where we should shop for his lunch bag and because it's a Wednesday and because it's just after lunch he's in a YES mood so my decisions are all agreeable.
This is a good day.

We arrive in the shop and I survey the options. He loves Frozen but I don't so I veto that. He understands. Daddies know best. He loves monsters too but it's all monsters crossed with lunches, so monsters eating and I'm not sure about how Pradar-Willi friendly that is. Then there's the happy strawberry bag with the lovely strawberry zips but I wonder if I buy that one will his teachers believe how serious PWS is if we're so casual about this type of lunch bag. Will they think strawberries are ok but other foods aren't? I'm keen to keep the lines clear.

I know this is ridiculous but Prader-willi Syndrome is ridiculous. It does things to you. You see the world in a different light. You get angry at people eating freely. Like just eating. Without caring. Just eating food and not checking the portion size or the sugar content or using the app to see how many calories are left for the rest of the day. Its preposterous! How dare they enjoy eating!

Anyway rant over we move on and we've manage to whittle it down to two. It's Minions verses Fireman Sam. The Lodger likes Minions but I'm not sure if it's just because he loves yellow (he also loves the Simpsons) and  bananas. And I'm talking REAL love. We went through a phase of giving him a banana for his snack after swimming on a Wednesday morning until every Wednesday morning he'd wake up saying nanana nanana. And let's face it swimming is enough fun without wishing it all away waiting for a banana.



Anyway my parental knowledge tells me everyone will have Minions and firemen are manlier anyway. And that's most important to a three year old.


The Lunch Bag

As I've said its a YES sort if day so The Lodger agrees with me and he walks all by himself (because he can) carrying his new Fireman Sam bag up to the checkout. He's delighted with himself.
It's a good day.
It's definitely worth enjoying the good days.

First Day of Preschool
Inside Preschool update coming soon....!

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