Is there any other question that invokes such anxiety on such an daily basis? Not for me. I am bombarded with the "what's for dinner" question everyday around 3:15 (right as I pick children up from school). You would think, knowing it's coming, I would prep for it. I have started to lie about my supper menu just to get them off my back. That only creates disappointment when they find out the truth. The truth being, I simply do not know what's for dinner.
Why does it fall on me? Why can't my lovely children share in this responsibility? I guess the job was placed on my shoulders, just like laundry, dishes, taking out trash, replacing the trash can liner, refilling the empty toilet paper roll, feeding the pets, etc, etc, etc...
Well, my friends, I am turning over a brand new leaf. I'm going to let my lovely children share in dinner responsibilities. I'm over it. Really over it. There is no reason that my 3 intelligent, responsible, innovative children can't come up with the menu a couple times a week. (I realize that my youngest is 2, but why not start grooming her domestic qualities now??). If I give each child 2 days each week, (2 days X 3 kids = 6 days!!!) I am only left with one day to figure out. And who's to say that we don't call that evening, "Take out Tuesday???" LOVE IT!
Whew, so glad to have dinner figured out for the week. Just ask my kiddos, "Hey, what's for dinner?" Let's see how that question makes them squirm for once!
Good luck, suckahs!
ahhh...i kindly told mine to suck it as i served sloppy joes w/out the good fries tonite. i did serve fresh strawberries though :)
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