Everyday as I pack my boys their school lunches, I make sure I include a napkin. I don’t know why, but I carefully fold each napkin before placing it on top of their lunch container and zipping their lunch bag closed (from here on out if you are a stickler for facts, simply replace in the words half sheet of paper towel for napkin. The word napkin just sounds better so I am going with it.)
Everyday as I unpack my boys’ school lunches I find on the bottom of their lunch bag, the neatly folded napkin. It may be slightly dampened from resting next to the ice packs but other than that it appears to be in the same condition as when we parted ways earlier that morning.
I know my kids. They are not winning any awards for neat eating. In fact, more often than not, I comment to Husband that wild animals must sit across the table from us during meals based upon the crumbs and spillage that remains after their clear their spots.
And yet I continue to supply my boys with that napkin.
Today, for the first time, there was evidence that the napkin was used! I internally rejoiced as I put the ice packs back in the freeze and threw away the used napkin.
Yup, some days it truly is about the little things.