Hey Ma what’s for dinner? Whatever
I decide to cook!!!!
Growing up I never gave a second thought to all my mom did
when it came to feeding the family, I don’t know if it was the time we were
living in then or the time we’re living in now, but there was never a
discussion about dinner, she cooked you ate, and if you didn’t like what she
made that night well then you just didn’t eat.
I find myself at times debating with my kids about dinner. Something is wrong here I step back and I
think my mom would never entertain my dismay with a particular food she prepared
(which was few and far between). I now realize
that my children are part of an entitled generation, and on some level I have
foolishly assisted in this behavior with dinner options.
