Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Lunch
At one of our beginning-of-the-school-year meetings with Samuel's special ed team, we asked how Samuel was doing at lunch because 1. he takes hours to eat supper and he only gets 15 minutes to eat lunch at school and 2. there's the whole social aspect that we worry about (which is a major aspect of Aspergers and Autism Spectrum). At this meeting, SPED teacher agreed to observe him during lunch.
Yesterday, Samuel came home with the report from the special ed teacher, who is his case manager.
The two days she observed him:
1. The only time I have ever put candy in his lunch. I thought to myself when I was packing his lunch, "Oh, what the heck. Nice treat for the kid." I put in a small (Halloween candy-sized) box of Nerds, which he ended up spending the entire lunch time taking out of the box, counting, lining up, playing with, then putting back in the box. He brought them home and said they were gross. The only other thing he ate was a few tortilla chips ("What the heck are these parents feeding this poor boy?").
2. The menu for the second day was when I was out of his special rice bread, out of tofutti cheese and crackers, and all I had left was leftover plain rice macaroni. (Now, there's a way to win friends and influence people: cold, plain, leftover macaroni noodles.) He spent the whole lunch time making circles out of two macaroni noodles, then eating them. At least it was more than tortilla chips and Nerds.
And BTW, neither day was Zero-Nutrition Thursday.
I'm telling you, October is mine.
Yesterday, Samuel came home with the report from the special ed teacher, who is his case manager.
The two days she observed him:
1. The only time I have ever put candy in his lunch. I thought to myself when I was packing his lunch, "Oh, what the heck. Nice treat for the kid." I put in a small (Halloween candy-sized) box of Nerds, which he ended up spending the entire lunch time taking out of the box, counting, lining up, playing with, then putting back in the box. He brought them home and said they were gross. The only other thing he ate was a few tortilla chips ("What the heck are these parents feeding this poor boy?").
2. The menu for the second day was when I was out of his special rice bread, out of tofutti cheese and crackers, and all I had left was leftover plain rice macaroni. (Now, there's a way to win friends and influence people: cold, plain, leftover macaroni noodles.) He spent the whole lunch time making circles out of two macaroni noodles, then eating them. At least it was more than tortilla chips and Nerds.
And BTW, neither day was Zero-Nutrition Thursday.
I'm telling you, October is mine.
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As the Reigning Queen of the Choking Hazard, I empathize with the sort of squirmy, worried feeling that comes with the notice of Food Scrutiny from the educational arena and the many questions that must be running through your head:
Will showering and dressing like Donna Reed before packing school lunches each morning win any points with The Authority Having Jurisdiction (AHJ) when they show up to supervise the daily content of the brown paper sack?
Should I have the children already washed, dressed, and fed before the AHJ arrives? If so, would the AHJ notice if the kids were, say, embalmed?
Waffles, a Cupcake, and Blueberries make a fine meal in Webkinz World. Why not IRL?
Tune in next time for my probable incarceration by the Educational Food Monitors. Peanut butter, anyone?
I always think of the hotdog incident when it comes to choke-hazard food lessons from the Educational Food Monitors....
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