Anonymous wrote:When my kids was younger and there were events at his school, I'd bring fruit every time. They went to school near my work, not my home, and I have an inflexible schedule. There was no way I could go home between work and events, and no refrigeration at work, so most homemade things were out. So, I'd stop at the grocery store on my way and pick up bananas and clementines (large amounts, if I was supposed to bring food for 10, I wouldn't bring 10 bananas, because I know that 10 bananas is not equivalent to 10 pieces of home made pie), and other fruit that was easy to put out. I'd get a few looks like my bananas didn't count, but I'd also hear a ton of parents saying things like "look, bananas! Finally something you'll eat." after their child had rejected almost everything else, and I certainly never saw any bananas left at the end of the day.
It's funny, we went to a big potluck at our pool this labor day weekend. There was pulled pork BBQ and black bean salad and Asian tossed salad and a bunch of other stuff my kids wouldn't touch. But - hey! - look, there's a ton of bananas! I'd never seen anyone provide them at a potluck but I was sure psyched to see them! My kids ate 2 each.
I work FT. I always WANT to cook something for school or pool potlucks but sometimes I have to pick something up. Sometimes it's just chips or water or cookies. But who cares? It's not a fancy dinner, it's a potluck. It's like dinner by Russian Roulette. It's great that someone else can pick up the slack for me, this time, and next time, I'll be the one to make the homemade trifle. It takes a village, right?