This morning... after a long and arduous meal of bread and Nutella (oh...such a hard food to choke down, too) s-o-m-e-b-o-d-y put the bread back in the bread box.
"Is there any more bread for dinner tonight?" I ask.
"Yeah, there's lotsa bread left."
After having spent 30 minutes grinding cabbage for cole-slaw (I am such a nice mom sometimes), slicing tomatos and mozarella for salad (again... exceedingly nice) and setting the table in the sunlit kitchen for an inviting family meal, I opened the doors to the cabinet and rolled up the bread box lid. This... is what I found.
Lotsa bread for dinner...
The thing is, I popped the pathetic piece of torn (or is it chewed?) bread into our bread plate to take my spiteful picture... and then noticed what was written inside!
I guess I will start praying for my twelve loaves...
11 comments:
Oh, I've so been there before.
ha ha! pray for bread while you eat crackers....
And they are acting just like children.LOL As a kid we would have been sent to the store fast.
Oh that's so funny! But not!
My husband is the worst for eating through an entire box of something. And then I come down ready to eat a cracker or two only to find....nothing! Arg!
Oh dear! When Jessica was nine years old she ate 2 loaves of bread a day!!! Now a loaf lasts 4 days!
AHHHHH! I totally feel your pain!! I can't tell you how many times I have went to the pantry only to find an empty package. DRIVES ME NUTS! I mean, can't they atleast toss the package?
LOL! Oh no! I really shouldn't laugh, but there have been so many days that I just plain forget to make bread (my little ones are too small to leave me bread-less without my knowing) that I know your pain.
I hate to admit it, but I'm one of those people that leaves a couple of "something" in the package, just so I can say I didn't eat it all. ;)
We used to do this my mom, those were not good evenings and a long walk to the store.
J'espère que tu as trouvé l'auteur de ce crime. Hahaha...
Je te donne un bon conseil: Conserve toujours une livre de pain au congélateur, car ça rend service.
Bless your heart! Your family sounds just like mine! What ever shall we do? Carla
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