My kids never cease to amaze me. They love to eat, and are so very not picky. I know there are kids out there who would love to subsist entirely on peanut butter and jelly. I am so grateful that we aren’t in that scenario!
The reason I bring this up is that tonight, while I was preparing dinner, it occurred to me how odd the meal was. Essentially a fanfare of leftovers: I fried some pancakes made with yesterday’s brown rice, and topped them with yesterday’s kale and bits of italian sausage, plus some sesame seaweed salad I picked up at the co-op.
Completely yummy, right? But what would the kids say?
As God is my witness, they said yum. And ate it all up, and asked for seconds. They would have eaten up the portion waiting for Papa to come home, if I had let them (which of course I didn’t…I gave them cookies for dessert instead).
Actually, in addition to yum, they asked me if they could have this again for dinner tomorrow.
I love them!