I think they do it on purpose...
There is a massive conspiracy taking place in my house. My husband and my children are trying to drive me crazy. Every night they try their best to push me over the edge. I guess by now, I should expect it. The same exact thing happens every single night. I make the mistake of asking them what they want for supper and their response... "I don't know."
Now, I'm a pretty decent cook and I love to cook, but for the life of me, I cannot cook an I don't know. I have looked for the recipe for several years and I still have no clue where to begin. I am tired of racking my brain trying to figure out what to feed these monsters. I’d rather stand in front of a firing squad.
The problem is that I live in a house with several picky eaters. There are maybe two meals I can cook that I know every member of my family will eat. Guess what? That gets old pretty quick. I know I could be one of those mean moms, but honestly it ain’t gonna happen. My mom didn’t do that to us, I’m not going to do that to my kids.
Well tonight I just decided to give up. I am tired and if they won't tell me what they want to eat, then I'm not worried about it. They are either going to have to fend for themselves or go hungry for tonight.
Maybe tomorrow they will be a little more helpful.
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