I grew up eating meat direct from a local butcher, and if you’re used to the same, you can imagine the shock and horror face I wore when I first cooked ground beef I bought at the local grocery store shortly after moving 550 miles from home.
It didn’t take long for me to start begging frozen packages of meat off my parents, and we’ve done so ever since. Buying in bulk just didn’t make sense for me and Rob. We didn’t eat enough of it to bother, and if we couldn’t get it from my parents, we just pretty much went without.
But now. Now we have three extra eaters in the house, and while you wouldn’t think three tiny toddlers would require that much more food, YOU’RE WRONG.
It’s time for us to buy bulk on our own.
Internet Big Brother, don’t mind me as I exhaust the Web in search of advice on picking out chicken, pork and beef options and cuts. “They have whatever you want,” just isn’t helpful enough for this choosy shopper, and why oh why doesn’t our butcher have a real Web site? Oh, that’s right. They’re old fashioned farmer types, and that’s part of what keeps their shop classically and perfectly delicious.
P.S. Buying bulk meat is going to give me that final punch on my Official Grownup card. Yikes!
The result of getting sick with 3 sick 3-year-olds on Black Friday & staying sick through "cyber week." Don't wanna.
First dermabond is a baby book milestone, right? Toby is a tough guy. Minimal tears!
I'm starting book 67 of 2013, a book recommended by NPR. (I'm short on my 75-book goal. I don't count rereads toward my annual total, but for quantity's sake, I just might break my rule. Cheating? Maybe.)
They get first dibs. #triplets
I had to return 2 library books & accidentally left with another #LibraryHaul to go with the one at home. Oops. Can we say, "addicted?" ❤️
First movie theater experience: check plus plus plus!
Tea, obviously. (I meandered into World Market on Black Friday & ended up being one of the first 100 shoppers. Free mug, huzzah!)
"Come sit on my lap, Buddy!" #triplets #BFF
Real life. My amazing juggling act falters when I'm called to cuddle my sick babies. 2/3 are on the mend, but they're flanking me while I hold the third in my lap. Spot the piles of clean laundry! The forgotten toys! The stalled ornament hanging! The tote
They're impressed with the tree lights. ✨
I found the big-kid ragamuffins wandering the Christmas tree lot, thought they'd look cute in a photo. #latergram #triplets
I might give him a hard time for his Monica Geller approach to life (rubber gloves & perfectly positioned chairs), but Rob does a great job rigging up these lights. I just wonder how creative his swears will be this year.
Jammies, juice, popcorn & movie. Welcome to our weekend. Not pictured: frequent coloring breaks, fevers, occasional vomit & countless boogie wipes.
Before I take my sick self to bed, I have to share the pretty custom necklace I ordered from @meganluvsjewels! Ruby for me, aquamarine for Rob, & citrine for ETC. Merry Christmas to meeeee! #smallbusinesssaturday #smallbizsaturday
They always play like this. #liesalllies #triplets
This magic moment #triplets
I first held Eleanor 3 years ago today. Maybe I shouldn't continue writing about things that happened 3 years ago, but ETC's birthday & #PrematurityAwarenessMonth always make November a month of reflection for me. And to be honest, I still feel the effect
As a kid who sucked her thumb entirely too long, I find Callista's bed-only thumb-sucking habit encouraging. That doesn't mean I don't feel the warm fuzzies when she sneaks in a fix in my view when tired or sick, like today. A mild cold, a sleepy day, a c