I can stretch a dollar. It is something I am proud of. When I made the decision to stay home with the girls I wasn’t scared that we would struggle financially.
One of the toughest places to trim the budget is food. I love food. Good food. So last week when our CSA offered English peas still in the pod at a fraction of the usual cost (a fraction, I tell you!!) I jumped on them.
45 minutes later I have a bowl of peas.
I am not a stickler for eat every single thing on your plate. I tend to believe that if you let a kid choose what they eat without emphasis on good foods vs bad they will eat a balanced diet. But tonight. Tonight Em better eat every damn pea on her plate.
And MQD? He eats his veggies first. He’s not a huge fan. Tonight I’m gonna let him get away with a tiny scoop. I worked too hard for these peas to have them swallowed whole.
I can’t get away with a post about MQD’s disdain for vegetables during Mike Month. And I know I’ve already mentioned that he makes me laugh. But it’s bigger than that. It’s the juxtaposition between his Grown Up Self and the silly child he is inside.
Mike on our honeymoon. He ate his vegetables first. And then he decided it was nap time. A big meal can tire a guy out.
Excitement on the side 