Monday, February 4, 2013

Shelf Life

Yesterday morning, Sunday morning, I made pancakes.  Everyone loves pancake morning, including my family.  I made my usual batch, and they were promptly eaten up as soon as they came out of the pan.  And at the end, I found myself scraping the last dregs of batter out of the bowl so that I could have something to eat.  This seems to be the story of my culinary life lately.  Not.  Enough.  Food.

They must all be on a growth spurt, because what used to be enough dinner for us all to get our fill, plus have leftovers for lunch, is now entirely gone.  And the kids are still hungry.  A loaf of bread or a 30 oz carton of Goldfish crackers or (this really happened one time) nine apples:  these things last two days at our house.  Things that didn't used to be big hits, like quiche, are polished off completely.  Porter and Molly together will eat five eggs in the morning, let alone the rest of us.  They are healthy, growing kids, and for that I am grateful.  But I think I need to adjust my meal planning and grocery shopping routines, because I have this feeling that things are only going to get worse from here.

Also coupons.  Because yikes.

Also, in the ten minutes it took me to write this post, Molly ran in to tell me she was reeeeaaallly hungry (insert giant moan here).  Of course she is.


  1. I feel your pain. David is 11 now and eats like another adult. My girls are big eaters, too. I'm glad they are healthy and eat good diets, but I'm TIRED of hearing "I'm hungry" and of paying the grocery bills. Good luck!! Jenn

    1. I'm really scared of the teenage years! At least we both only have one boy!