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There are those moments in life when our anticipation of what lies ahead quickly dissipates when met with said object of anticipation. I present to you, this evening's meal.


To clarify, this was what remained after I had salvaged what I could. Left behind in a dishwasher's nightmare of a skillet you will find brussels sprouts even I, the hard hearted mother that I am, could not bear to make my children ingest. Sautéd, carmelized, carrots, mushrooms, sweet potatoes, brussels sprouts, and onions-earthy deliciousness to soothe my over candied, Halloweened out soul, were to be the entree this evening. Instead, Sadie ate a bowl of Cheerios, Ellyn ate mac and cheese left over from lunch, Sawyer, some of the sweet potato and a banana. I have no idea what Jane may have consumed upon her return from Driver's Ed but the phrase "Wow mom!" did escape her lips when I stated that her dinner was waiting on the stove (I was trying not to laugh). I, alone, ate my meal. Penance for not keeping track of what was taking place within my pan. Penance for eating two pudding cups and several sour patch gummy worms during our Pre-school "dirt in a cup/inchworm/treat making project" today (why do I have no self control?). Okay, and some bite size Snickers. Tomorrow night I was going to experiment with a cauliflower and chick pea curry. Too much, too soon. I must consider the children. I'm thinking, pasta.

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Darla said…
This is me EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. :) Well, at least in my kids' eyes.
November 9, 2011 at 6:11 PM
Joan said…
That is such a great memory! Love it! Can you believe I just found Jane's book that I have yet to send! I bought a new car, emptied everything out into a pile and of course there it was! I'm awful. This week it will be sent. I've missed reading your blog. I'm back! Love you!
November 27, 2011 at 5:29 AM
Stephanie Snyder said…
I love that you posted a picture of this:) I made summer squash soup the other day (added in some pureed veggies...was ready to love it.....it sucked. no one liked it.
December 14, 2011 at 10:38 PM
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