Steak au Poivre with Sauteed Porta Bella Mushrooms
Most of our evening meals are simple, often pulling from the freezer any leftovers from my weekend cooking marathons. We spend our energy taking care of the boys, coaxing them to eat their dinner and use good manners, and conversation centers around the day and what the boys did in school or any new milestones. We try to minimize the chaos, but I’ll tell you we’ve heard it all during dinner.
“Daddy, I peed on the potty all by myself!”
“I don’t want to use my fork!”
“I don’t like this. I can’t eat it.”
“Daddy? Mommy? Have some more [fill in the blank]?” (pause) “Oh. May I have some more [fill in the blank], please?”
“Mommy, I love my vegetables!” (Usually said after being told there will be no dessert for little boys who don’t eat all their dinner.)
“Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” [airplane noises]
“Oh, please don’t put that in your hair.” (pause, sigh) “OK, I guess you need a bath tonight.”
“Ghhhh!” (Said while the toddler throws his food or bowl or cup or spoon on the floor. Usually followed by tears because now he doesn’t have the food/bowl/cup/spoon/whatever.)
By the time we get the boys to bed we’re both exhausted and can easily fall asleep wherever we sit, Read more
