100803 Wednesday: Abigail, Emily, and Gretta's lunches for art/pottery class
For most of the summer, I made lunches only for my youngest daughter, Gretta (aged 6), because the older girls wanted to make their own.
Sometime in the middle of the summer, we acquired a bunch of "kawaii" (cute) bento supplies.
Then, suddenly, two of the older girls (aged 12 and 10) wanted me to make lunches for them, too. That lasted about three weeks, until they decided that menu autonomy was worth their own effort. (Eldest two children (aged 18 and 14) were unwilling to give up control for a single day.)
For those few weeks, the kitchen counter was an assembly line.
Top left: Bag of leftover pizza (made by my husband for dinner)