We're "snowed in" (Texas-style), which is unfortunate since I didn't go grocery shopping prior so we've been foraging for food. Tonight, I decided to go for Mother of the Year and heat up pizza rolls and tator tots, however Claire couldn't wait for the 11-18 minutes it would take for everything to get done, so this is what she had for dinner:
She managed to eat about 1/4 of the pint -- including the entire chocolate layer on top -- before declaring "all done". This is my official entry for the Parents of the Year award. It's early, however, so there may be others before the year is out.
Before you judge me too much, though, I have lots of other posts between 1/1 and now including ones talking about how domesticated I've become during my temporary SAHM-ness. You'll just have to visit again and scroll down to see the older posts, but I thought this one was priceless.
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Please don't tell my girls or they will want to eat dinner at your house every night! :) I think we all have those evenings and those are the ones they will remember (and tell everyone about)...
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