What? Three for Lunch?

It seemed so strange.

I grabbed three plates and made three

peanut butter and jellies.

I got three glasses of water.

Cut up the apple into thirds.

Grabbed three handfuls of cherries.

Just the simple process of making

the lunches for three boys seemed,

well, odd!

Usually lunch time makes the kitchen

a hoppin' spot in the house.

The stove is going, frig is being raided and

there are many LOUD voices!

Today was so quiet as the three home

were outside all morning.

I put together their plates and set them

outside and called to

them that lunch was ready.

It seemed an exciting thing to have their

lunch made and set outside for them.

Usually they "fend for themselves". 

This term is used often, it means when I'm not preparing a meal

for them.  

Oh, the simple pleasures of a peaceful morning and lunch

outside.

Oops, just while I wrote that, the door flew open with

a shirtless boy yelling on the top of his lungs.

It WAS peaceful for 10 minutes.