The Playdates. The lunches. The backpacks. The homework.
The desert heat.
After dinner, i fell asleep in my clothes for an impromptu nap- on the last night of treats for the week of our junk food journal. I was happy and content with our accomplishments.
So, while i was dreaming of chickpeas, bulgar wheat and lemon juice…my husband took the kids out for ice cream.
So we had 4-5 treats this week. Our second week of attempts falls short. It’s okay. I still love him. I’m not that crazy.
But i am crazy enough to shoot for 2 treats this week… here’s to The Law of Averages.