I'm solo parenting this week while my husband is on a business trip. He goes away on business so rarely, that it's always a little weird. I stay up too late watching TV, and the 6 year-old and I eat macaroni too often. Before dad went out of town, we took him to see Iron Man 3 and he was SO excited, he could barely stop bouncing.
He's growing up too fast.
Last night, we took a break from macaroni and fish sticks (one of his favorites) to eat one of the light dinners he likes. Summer sausage, smoked gouda (he's very particular about his cheeses) and Ritz whole grain crackers (he doesn't know about the whole grain part). This meal could use some vegetables, but he won't eat them, and I needed more protein.
Mine is the yellow plate, and considering I didn't finish all that summer sausage (which was the 2oz serving size), I ate the same amount of food as a 6 year-old. That blows my mind.