The kids and I have our priorities straight, but we’re nervous Scott might forget the household necessities when he goes grocery shopping tonight.
Why yes, dinner will be delicious this week.
PS. Scott does the grocery shopping now, but spare me the husband accolades because it’s not just a wife’s job and he deserves pats on the back for real things like calling from work just to say hi or becoming a NY Giants fan when we got married. We all eat in this house. Next month, I’ll probably send the kids on their bikes with some big baskets. In fact, that’s genius because they clearly have my exact grocery store priorities. No more list-making! Man, what will I do with all my free time?