I write (mostly) rhyming notes in my son’s lunch each day. In no particular order (because I don’t date them or organize them; I’m surprised to get them back at all, frankly) I’m posting them for whoever needs inspiration to do the same, or just wants to laugh at my sad attempts at rhyming. Yes, I’m very reliant on ‘day’ and ‘play’ or ‘lunch’ and ‘bunch.’ Maybe I’ll try to step up my game when someone actually reads this. Or when my son starts making fun of me. That would work too.