Fruit Salad? Yummy. Yummy.

This morning I was watching my kids eat breakfast when I glanced at the fridge and realized I was supposed to “provide” an item for the teacher appreciation luncheon at my son’s pre-school. Immediately I started rummaging through my pantry to find something until I realized it was requested that everything be homemade. Uh, domesticity is something I fake really well. But not at a moment’s notice.

I desperately looked at my husband (he’s the chef in our house) and pleaded with him to just whip up a batch of those amazing brownies he makes all the time. Nope. Didn’t work. He wouldn’t even consider it. The words, “I could go get a pie and say it was mine,” embarrassingly fell out of my mouth and everyone including my 2-year-old looked at me in total shame. UGH! How can I pretend to have it all together if I don’t provide the necessary items to the ginormously important teacher’s luncheon? Clearly I would be thought of as the worst mother on the planet. After all, I am that mom who forgets to check what “show and tell” is every week. (Shhh…keep that on the down low.)

But I digress. So back to the homemade fiasco. I quickly scanned my options. Nope. No one wants me to bring them coffee. My mom’s soup from the holidays might seem strange. Pasta with no sauce is kinda bunk. And then it hit me, I’m a fruit fanatic. We have at least 10 different types of fresh fruit in my house at all times. I screamed, “fruit salad!” Everyone nodded. I quickly went to town chopping brightly colored fruit into tiny little cubes and masked the not-quite-ripe varieties with a little fresh squeezed orange juice. It was so simple. And you know what, I felt like a rockstar because everyone likes fruit salad, right? (Don’t answer that.)

So the thought I leave you all with is this, you don’t have to have it all together in order to walk outside with your head up high. You just need to keep fruit in the house.