Tonight I got home and I was tired, I think I’m fighting the bug which has pretty much touched down on every child that I work with… stuffed up noses and hacking kids follow me around all bloody day at work and no matter how many times I wash my hands or tell them to wash theirs or cover their mouths they always magically forget.
My husband left for a book meeting tonight leaving kiddo and I with pasta already made for dinner, I dished myself up a small plate in thanks that he wasn’t going to be around to watch me pick at my food as my throat was raw and sore. At the same time my child didn’t exactly look too interested in eating, I didn’t want a fight but at the same time I wanted to ensure that he was actually going to eat SOMETHING and eat a good amount of it to keep him from getting the grumpies. So what did mom do? She got out the air popper and popped up a nice big bowl of popcorn which I’m pretty sure was the best dinner idea ever! Indeed it can be argued that popcorn isn’t exactly dinner, but its not overly bad either, and considering the sanity it saved I deem it totally acceptable.