Between soccer and field hockey games, sports practices, doctor's appointments, youth group and whatever else I've since forgotten, we went from Sloppy Joes and frozen pierogis on Thursday night to hot dogs and mac & cheese on Friday.
As Mom is placing the meal on the table she says, "I'm sorry dinner is so..." and she pauses, searching for the right words.
Aidan decides to interject his own opinion at this point: "Yummy?"
Not quite the sentiment Mom was going for, Bub...
