This afternoon, I tried to drink a slimfast. The three year old slowly came towards me, licking his lips: “Is that called chocolate milk, Jenn?” He whimpered and crept closer. I took a drink. He eyeballed me. The six year old corrected him: “No! It has protein. It makes Jenn strong.”
I just sat there and wondered if it would be ok to lock myself in my bedroom for the rest of the day.
Instead of running away for the rest of the afternoon, we took the kids to the park to play. We amassed a snail army, ate blackberries we found, and took turns down the fireman’s pole. and when we got home, I made Parmesan crusted pork chops, Greek potatoes, green beans, and a fairy pie (also known as a raspberry lemon refrigerator pie).
The kids wolfed it down. I wouldn’t have changed a thing.
Recipes are linked above. Changes I made were minimal. I added frozen raspberries to the pie to make it pink and that was about it.
Happiness is a warm oven. 