When things get busy at our house and I can’t make it home in time to toss a meal together, we have what we like to call, FendForYourself for dinner.
“Mom! What’s for dinner?”
“Fend for yourself, I just got home and I’m fried.”
My youngest son, now age 10, has a bit of a sweet tooth. So, the other day, after a particularly grueling afternoon spent driving everyone to their various appointments, I decided that it would be FFY for dinner. When I came into the kitchen to forage, I discovered my son eating brownies for his main course. Side dishes included: Top Raman, Mac and Cheese and Ice Cream. When I asked him what on earth he thought he was doing, he said, “You told us it was Fun For Yourself night.”
Fun.
Carolyn
