Over the weekend I had six kids ages 10 and under. From Friday night until Sunday morning.
They are awesome kids, but holy cow, there is a reason I have two and that is because I am way way way too lazy to try to organize food for six kids on a daily basis. Not to mention eight. My friend has eight. She struggles with dinner for ten people. I struggle with dinner for four people and usually leave it up to my husband to resolve.
He got a new job with a 1.5 mile commute. That means he can come home and have plenty of time to bring home the bacon AND fry it up in a pan. Just kidding. Sorta.
What it really means is that we can do fun things like cook together. I mean, if he will allow me back into his kitchen after all these years.