>> Tuesday, January 29, 2013
I'm trying to get into the habit of writing up realistic meals, not just the ones where everything was shining and organic and served up with an apron round my waist. (Ok, that last bit - uh, never.)
So today, we came home from a morning of preschooler adventures such as story time at the library, and shoveling the half-inch of soggy snow that we didn't get to before school dropoff this morning, and came inside to have:
me: a turkey and cheese sandwich with some lettuce and mayonnaise, on some bread machine bread.
young L: a little bit of turkey and cheese sandwich (i made him a mini-half sandwich with a small piece of bread from the end of the loaf), some more bites out of a spinach and feta croissant that I saved for him after he only ate about half yesterday, and before I brought lunch to the table, some more of a bagel that he was eating for breakfast.