Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Confession time

I love, love, LOVE it when my husband works second shift. Second shift makes for one happy mommy. Tonight for dinner the girls wanted fish sticks. Quick and easy. I lined the pan with foil, used paper plates and plastic utensils. Can you say no clean up? Second shift means cereal or pancakes for dinner with no guilt. It means no daddy riling them up before bedtime, and no sports on out TV (yea!)


Wendy/tye said...

Doesn't you hubby like that kind of food? Mine would live on it if I let him. lol

Neen said...

He does but I'd feel guilty if I fed him that after a day of him working hard. He has a very physical job.