Why Do I Bother to Make Dinner?

Tonight was a perfect example of the absolute futility of cooking dinner for children.  I know, kids need good nutrition to learn and grow and whatever, but why is cooking them a meal such a royal pain in the a**?  It is because all they want to eat is pizza and they conspire against us so that is all we can provide.  Case in point, Tuesday evening.

This is a dinner *just like* what I serve my family. Except I usually craft a more complicated garnish.

Husband was out of town for work, so of course I was exhausted because I stayed up way too late watching Men of A Certain Age On Demand doing laundry and cleaning.  So when it was getting close to dinner prep time and the Big Brothers were at Gwen’s watching Transformers 2:  Revenge of the Overcomplicated Plot, I took the opportunity to lie on the bed with my eyes closed.  When I looked at the clock, it was 5:20.  I should probably make food for them to, you know, eat.  Or something.  It went something like this:

5:24 Entered kitchen, took family pack of chicken breasts out of the fridge and started looking for the marinade.

5:26  Interrupted by sounds of boys returning home with assorted friends asking multiple questions.  Encouraged them to play outside and ultimately directed them to the basement.

5:30  Forgot what I was doing.

5:33  Began search for marinade again in the fridge.  Not there.

5:35  Heard screaming from the basement, Pumpkin Pie had to be removed from the basement and sent to his room.  There were many doors slammed.

5:39  Forgot that I was making dinner, updated my FB status wondering what I was having for dinner.

5:42 Remembered about the marinade.  Looked in the fridge again where it WASN’T.  Checked pantry.

Hey Mrs. Mulder, pretty funny how I hid the marinade and took the batteries out of your kid's toys so you would have to order pizza, huh?

5:44 Interrupted by child who needed batteries.  Back to the pantry.  Found batteries, but surprisingly, no marinade.

5:54  Realized that the chicken has been sitting out for 20 minutes. and I have 6 minutes until I had hoped to eat dinner.

6:00  Put chicken back in the fridge and ordered pizza.

(Image Credits:  Lovely unattainable meal from Wikipedia, King of Pizza menu from Cherry Hill Night Out here.)

About Adventures From Cloud 8

I am a stay at home mom who now and again sneaks away to be an in-home family therapist. My husband and I have 3 boys: Sweet Pea (12), Pickles (9) and Pumpkin Pie (4). Oh yeah. We have Doodle Dog, too. You guessed it! He’s a boy. At least he pees outside.
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2 Responses to Why Do I Bother to Make Dinner?

  1. Jude says:

    ahhh it sounds like my house, thankyou so much for reassuring me that I am not the only one who suffers from ‘stuff it lets just order pizza’ nights! tonight however I fully intend to whip up some chicken pot pies (must remember to buy canned soup)…..and just to avoid the usual ‘I don’t like it’ moans at dinner time……and to prove what I nice Mummy I can be….I have agreed to customize the vegetables (they have to have vegetables but they can choose which -frozen – veg I put in their individual pie)…….lets see if it happens (if not there’s always pizza right)?

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