We spent this morning running errands. I hate really dislike going into town at all on the weekend; it’s the busiest time in all the stores. However, we ran out of milk and coffee, Farmer Boy blew the knees out of his last pair of jeans and I was too busy yesterday with my cleaning project to stop. (See my twitter feed to the right if you are wondering.)
Also I wasn’t thinking about it being Friday. Mental head slap. Okay, I did a physical one as well.
So by the time we got the gallivanting finished, we were loading the van with a truly atrocious amount of groceries and it was just past lunch time.
Note to self: Never underestimate the time the clearance rack at the store-before-last will delay you.
My first thought was to drive through somewhere and feed these hungry children who have been so fun and cooperative for this morning full of store-to-store. My second thought was the amount of nutrition in most drive-through establishments (none). My third thought, which finally tipped me over, was the money it would cost. Even though it’s only a couple of bucks, it adds up so quickly.
So we hurried home and they watched “This Old House” on PBS while I threw the cold stuff in the fridge. Then I made them each their favorite kind of sandwiches (one plain cheese, one cheese and spinach). I sliced up one of the peaches Cowgirl selected and bagged herself at the store (did I mention another reason we were running behind is because of all the ‘help’ I received while shopping?). And as a treat, I mixed up some chocolate milk (it’s been months since we had that!) and gave them each a few kettle chips. I figure I fed them for about 94 cents each.
And after signing the receipt for a gigantic grocery bill, that makes me feel better than treating them to any sort of junk food that hits my wallet as hard as their health.
Their lunch didn’t come with a prize but I let them choose new toothpaste from the store, so close enough.