So, I sat down to write about the awesome Turkey Meatloaf that my
husband made for dinner last night when I realized that the house was
quiet. The. house. was. quiet. Now, for normal people this is probably
no big deal. But in my house - with my kids - this signified a
problem. A BIG PROBLEM. I went searching for my little trolls and lo
and behold, I found them. And their artwork.
Apparently
my 4 year old thought that tagging his brother's shelves with graffiti
was a good idea. Is "5 POP" the name of a preschool gang? I think I am
in trouble here.
Thank
goodness for Mr. Clean magic erasers, otherwise I think I would be in
time out when my husband got home. All of the crayon marking came off
of the shelves. And bed. And walls. And I sat those children of the
corn down in front of the Paw Patrol for a beautiful thirty minutes of
supervised quiet. Ahhhhh......
OK, where was I? Oh yes, the
meatloaf. My husband makes the BEST turkey meatloaf. We usually choose
to make it on Sundays because, really, who has more than 7.5 minutes to
make dinner on a weeknight?
P.S. - I told him he would be famous
if he shared his recipe with me. Please help a girl out here or else I
fear I will be on dog poop clean up duty for awhile - please share this
recipe!
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