First off, Happy Thanksgiving to all. How many shopping days until Christmas????
Food plays a critical part of home life for the WHW's. This is likely partly due to having five kids....all boys. They are eating machines that are never full. Recently, I was given the duty of feeding this "mob" all three meals of a day. Mrs. WHW took a trip with her sisters and mom....leaving me full responsibility. Here is how it played out:
Breakfast: An entire box of Honey Nut Cheerios gone, 1/2 box of Fruit Loops gone. 3/4 gallon of milk gone. 5 slices of toast gone. Many of them were up before me. When I got downstairs, the table looked like Kellog's had dropped a bomb in our dining room.
Lunch: I gave the youngest (4 years old) the call on what to have. We ended up having 2 boxes of Macaroni and Cheese, 1 small bag of carrot sticks, 1/3 bottle of ranch dressing (dip for carrots), a pitcher of Kool-aid, and 6 hot dogs.
Snack: 3 bags of microwave popcorn.
Supper: The mob selected spaghetti, peas, salad, and garlic bread. That ended up being 2 lbs of spaghetti, two loaves of bread, 1/2 can of parmesan cheese, 1/2 bag of frozen peas, and another third of the ranch dressing.
I can't wait until Thanksgiving day at the inlaws. Little do they know that I am bringing along the human equivalent of the Doomsday Machine (see Star Trek trivia if this bizarre reference is unclear to you). Bet you were wondering how I was going to tie the title of the blog and the content together, weren't you???? Cue the Star Trek doomsday music....duh da, duh da, duh da, da duh.....