When I was a kid, my mother almost always made my lunch for me. Actually, it was more like TWO lunches. I was in sports and ate A LOT. I got little notes from my mom in my lunch too; wishing me good luck on tests, telling me she loved me, telling me to have a great day, etc.
My husband and I do the same for my daughter, Lucy. She said she was embarrassed because we would decorate her brown bag with stickers or drawings. She was embarrassed until one her friends said, “My parents never does that for ME!” Now she thinks it’s kinda neat-o!
She’s going to Horizon High School this year…our little Husky freshman.