Apparently three year olds like play dough in home made enchiladas. I tried to tell bug that the rest of the family may not agree, but she wasn’t having it.
I fished out one big chunk and am leaving the rest to fate, because I ain’t makin’ another batch. It’s a crap shoot who will take the brunt of my end of summer exhaustion…hopefully it’s a kid that deserved it today and not my undeserving husband.
If it would have been last night *when he told me it was “easy to juggle 6 kids schedules”* I may have planted it in his…
But not today.