I have seen the future... er... my future, and it almost certainly includes weekly Costco trips. If you didn't know already, my four beautiful, sweet munchkins are ages two (Ivy & Lily), three (Leif), and five as of next weekend (Rose). I made these wee toddler/preschooler people what Quaker Old-Fashioned Oats calls "six servings" of oatmeal with a generous cup of raisins and divided it amongst the four of them. (Please see above.)
This is the aftermath, or as I like to call it -- post-carnage.
That second bowl is Lily's. You'll have to excuse her wastefulness. She ate her body weight in penne at the Macaroni Grill the night before.
What in blue blazes am I going to do when they're teenagers?
I need to stop dreaming of a house and start looking for a farm.
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