He doesn’t get it from my side of the family

We got a call from the boys’ school this morning because Colin couldn’t find his lunchbox. Considering that said lunchbox was safely hidden in plain sight beside the front door, I can see why he couldn’t find it.
When I picked him up this afternoon, he was sulking because, he said, no one reminded him to bring his lunchbox. Now, while it’s true that no one reminded again, it’s also true that Dr. T handed him the lunchbox and told him to put it in his schoolbag.
Which explains, obviously, how it ended up on the hallway table by the front door.
Lest you think the child starved, rest assured that the school has an emergency supply of sandwiches for just such an emergency. His was tuna.