My kids have been waking up hungry. And when they wake up, I wake up. No more, I say and I instituted a pre-bed mini-meal. Bread and cheese and fruit. A hardboiled egg and a banana. A slice of bread with some peanut butter and a slice of apple. You get the idea.
Last night they asked for eggs. Easy, a banana and fried eggs. I fried up a couple of eggs each, split the one banana we had between the two boys and thought I was done. Nope, not enough fruit. So I sliced up an apple. Great! Not done yet, Big Dog asked for more eggs. Really? You still hungry big guy? Sure was. I fried up another egg. And another. Then Mr. Dog wanted in on the act. I fried up two more. As soon as they were on the plate, the vultures descended. Big dog ate another egg, this one off of Mr. Dog's plate. By the time he was finished, he'd eaten 6 eggs. No not quite Cool Hand Luke, but hey, he's only 4!
I can only imagine our grocery bills when they start playing sports.
Pasta ala Fridge
12 years ago
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