Restaurant Critic

If any of you know Big Daddy & I you know that we tend to eat in restaurants quite a bit. More than the average family. We have always blamed odd schedules as well as miscellaneous other things for our "wrong doing" if you would like to call it that. We have never seen it as wrong. We enjoy our meals out plain and simple. It is much more relaxing and we actually get to enjoy one anothers company during the meal. We have been blessed with pretty mellow kids who behave for the most part during meals, so we are able to do this.

But today I had a revlation as to why these meals are more relaxing.
Me: "What do you want for supper?"
Big Daddy: "I dunno"
Me: "Well, what about chicken stir fry?"
Big Daddy: "not in the mood for that"
Me: "hmm, I have hotdogs, fries and some veggies?"
Big Daddy: "no"
Me: "Well what would you like?"
Big Daddy: "I dunno"
Me: "Well tell me and I will make it!"
Big Daddy: "I dunno, it all sounds gross"
Me: "Joseph, what do you want for supper?"
Joseph: "I want snacktified" (code for Kraft Dinner/Mac N Cheese)
Me: "you had that for lunch pick something else"
Joseph: "Mommy, you need to make good choices... I said I want snacktified"

I give up. See, in a restaurant we could spend our words actually talking about other things since we can all order what we enjoy without the hassle or headache of making four different meals. Today I fully realized that all a family is, are my own personal restaurant critics. I will admit I am not the best cook, nor do I like to cook all that much. But enjoying the fruits of my labours once in awhile is a good thing. At least I can count on Trent to shovel in whatever I set before him. Well, for the time being anyways.

I think the key to being a mother and creating meals it to quit worrying about what everyone wants. Make random things without asking anyone if they will like it. Just make it and serve it. If they like it or are hungry enough they will eat it. The hard thing for me to grasp is that I don't like most of the stuff I can create and I don't think far enough in advance to defrost any meat.

Someone forgot to tell me that when you get married and have a family that you need to make executive decisions in the kitchen. I am one to always call for a consult, I guess thats the wrong idea. Since the consult (Big Daddy usually) and I disagree as to what I should make. Did I miss this part in the wife handbook??? Is it just in an updated version?? Did they just not print it in the S'toon version of the book? Is this why our city has the most restaurants per capita?? It's all the grand scheme isn't it.

If your interested, we had chicken stir fry. Tomorrow night... hotdogs & fries. I will know when I am a full fleged executive chef, it will be when I make a full meal for all four of us out of *gasp* leftovers.