I guess I need to start planning my next multi-million dollar trip to the grocery store. Before I know it the kids will be home from school with that oh-too-familiar war cry, “I’m huuuuuunnnngryyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” That’s translated to “I’m hungry” for those who don’t know Whinese.
If I don’t have a game plan, I’m doomed. If the cupboards are bare, I’m doomed. Therefore, as of right now, I am doomed.
To be truthful, there is some stuff in the cupboard, but stuff that they deem as not suitable for snacks. Such as flour. Really, flour is just a few short steps away from cookies, so why should they complain? It’s like cookies in their purest form. There is also a package of taco seasoning. mmm-mmm! Just add a little water, drink it down…it’s like a liquid Taco Bell!
Or they could go to the freezer and gnaw on a frozen pork chop. But then they will start whining, “Raw meat? Again?” Whimps.
And they complain when there isn’t anything to drink besides water. Fine. Looking in the fridge I see a bottle of lemon juice and a bottle of Worcestershire sauce. Take your pick and quit complaining.
I guess I don’t really need to go to the shore after all. There are plenty of snack options here now that I think about it. My kids really don’t know how lucky they are to have a mom as thoughtful as me.