The Last PB&J

I have been making two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches nearly every school day since the beginning of last September.  This morning, I made my last one as today is the last full day of school. 

I am so sick of making them, and I can’t believe that my kids aren’t sick of eating them.  I can still clearly remember the day when I was in elementary school and in mid-bite realized that I no longer loved PB&J.  In fact, it occurred to me that I really couldn’t stand them any longer.   Only, for reasons I no longer remember, I couldn’t bring myself to tell my mother how horrible they were to me.  So I kept finding them in my lunchbox.

 To this day, I still rarely eat peanut butter sandwiches.  (This is despite the fact that I always inform Shaun that I eat one for lunch everyday while he is eating  his exotic lunches out with his work buddies!)

Because of this, I ask the girls if they would like something different for lunch every single morning as I am making their lunch.  And every morning, the answer is the same, they still want them.  In fact, all of our mornings are pretty much the same.  In a strange way, I take comfort in that sameness.

At the crack of dawn, my alarm goes off.  My response is to “whack it on it’s head”, for nine more blissful minutes of sleep.  I get to whack it three times before I finally drag myself out of bed.  The first thing I do is to deeply inhale to make sure that the aroma of freshly brewed coffee is in the air.  I long ago learned that the jet taking off in the kitchen was just the grinding of beans and to sleep through it. So I always worry that my coffee maker didn’t do it’s job.  (although it has yet to  fail me.  I blame this insecurity on my prevous coffee pot.)

 My next step is to stagger into the hall and to croak out “Baaaaaabbbbiiiiiiieeeeeesssssss” in the most annoying voice as I possibly can.  (Not really hard at that time of day) KT starts moving immediately, but Mimi takes a little more work. 

Eventually we are all wide awake and dressed.  We sit around the breakfast table and aimicably just chat quietly about what the day will bring us. Well…ok…that may happened  a time or two but it’s usually a bit more chaotic than that.  This one didn’t properly pack her backpack and is missing that math homework. The other whines that her  her favorite pair of jeans didn’t get washed.  One isn’t moving fast enough and the other is singing at the top of her lungs.  Finally we realize that the time has evaporated and they must scurry out the door in order to catch the bus. Coffee in hand, I watch them from the window as they laugh with their friends at the bus stop across the street.  Soon the bus comes and takes them to school…a whole different world…away from me. 

Most kids seem to be buying or making their own lunches at this age.  Some of my friends don’t even get up with their older kids.  It’s true, my children are plenty old enought to take care of themselves.  They don’t need me to get up with them or to pack them a lunch.  But they want me to. 

And because of that simple desire, I do…

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15 Responses to The Last PB&J

  1. nikki says:

    My kid’s preschool won’t let me bring pb & J because of all the kids who are allergic to peanuts. My life would be so much easier if I could make him one. Aaron would eat one every single dang day if I let him.

  2. Betty says:

    Did I read that right? You have a coffee pot that grinds the coffee beans as well as brewing the coffee, automatically? What brand is that, if I may be so bold. That’s great.

    I have just recently re-discovered PB&J. Love it!

  3. Lynne says:

    I think you should listen to your Mother and get a new stove. Go the gas route — you won’t be sorry!

    Oh, yes, I’ve been reading your Mom’s blog today … 😉

  4. Stephanie says:

    I still make Kyrin’s lunch everyday as well. There has been 3-4 times this whole year when I sent her to school with $$ and that was only because I was sick. I think it’s a lost art form. I sometimes leave her little notes that only she will understand (She really likes Jim Gaffigan’s humor and I once put a note in her lunch that simply said “Calliente Pocket”)and her friends think we are total freaks….just as it should be :o)

    I am sooooooooooooooooo trying to kick the coffee habit. I have a timer coffee pot as well but not the Cuisinart ones that grind the beans for each pot. I don’t think I could give it up if I had one of those. Why oh why is coffee so good?!?!? Tell me!!! I need to know!!!!!

  5. Cheryl says:

    My daughter likes me to make her a bagel every morning. I gladly do that for her. She too had a PBJ every single day till about 2 years ago, and she’s been buying lunch ever since.

  6. gawilli says:

    I really miss those days. Sometimes. Once in awhile.

  7. Keshi says:

    I like PB sometimes but nuttin beats Vegemite 😉


  8. Dorky Dad says:

    I eat a lot of peanut butter sandwiches. In fact, I’ve had one most every workday for the last three years or so. More recently, I thought I’d SPICE my life up a bit with turkey every other day.

    Yup. It’s a wild and crazy life I lead.

  9. MikeM says:

    School is out!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Now if I were just in school this would be very cool 🙁

    PB&J used to be my favorite!!

  10. Swampy says:

    I just love PB&J…but my favorite is PB&B…peanut butter and bananas…you’ll be glad you kept on making those sandwiches for the little ones…they grow up so fast.

  11. Mojokat says:

    PB&J’s ROCK! We got through spurts of them at home…I make lunches for my hunny and Dad, and they love them PB&J’s whenever they can get em. Personally I like PB, Bananas and honey best…mmmmm…wish I was at home right now, cause I’d make one! Yum!

    Mom used to make my lunch every day, as well. On rare occasions I would get to eat at the cafe, but looking back, I’m soooo happy I got those lunches…the thought and love went into them mean the world to me now!

  12. Peanut butte sandwich tastes great.

    They want you to prepare their breakfast, because that’s kind of love support.

    I love when my mom did that too. =)

  13. Jodi says:

    My mom made me a Peanut Butter & BUTTER sandwich from my first day of kindergarten until my last day of high school!! And I absolutely love her for it!!

  14. Jocelyn says:

    Your blog never fails me. In other words, I wish I had written this lovely, slice-of-life post, a tribute to a very specific period in your life.

    And it makes me envious that you are able to wake your children. There has never yet been a day when mine don’t wake me.

  15. Jay says:

    I still love PB&J sandwiches. It’s great comfort food.

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