Actual Picture of Our Crockpot Dinner
I love my wife, but I think the “Mama’s Cookin'” gene may have skipped her generation. You see, we try our best to eat organic whole foods and consume health-conscious meals on the daily. You probably know where I’m going with this, but healthy food, even when cooked PERFECTLY, still doesn’t hold a candle to the guilty pleasures in life like heavy or starchy dinners, sloppy joes, or Kraft Mac n’ Cheese. (my favorite) So when a healthy meal goes south, it’s not just bad, it’s a travesty. There’s no salvaging whatever you see above in the picture. Yes, that was an actual meal that Meghan burned in a crockpot last Friday night. What it was supposed to be I will never know, but this is what happens sometimes…
We’ve been blessed in so many ways in our lives, and one of those ways is Meghan being able to be a stay-at-home mom. It was her dream job since the day we met. Meghan was a military brat growing up, and her mom was a stay-at-home parent while Dad was on deployment or in the field as a Marine EOD officer. Her mom can cook like I’ve never seen before! It’s amazing!!! She’s like a Jerry McGuire in the kitchen crafting different flavors and combinations that work so well. At first, I was strongly against Meghan staying home for the added stress put on me as a single-income family but then quickly realized the amazing dynamic it provides for our ecosystem and our children. It allows her to raise our children how we’ve always dreamed: away from daycare centers, schools, and/or other babysitter authorities.
I know that these days, I’ll likely catch a lot of hate for supporting my wife for being a stay-at-home mom, but we wouldn’t have it any other way. She loves it and is happy, and it’s nice coming home to a clean home, well-behaved children, dinner on the table, and a beautiful wife waiting for me with a smile every day I come home from the office. Staying home also allows her to bond with our kids, and create additional life-long memories that are priceless for both mom and children. I think today’s society puts far too much pressure on young women to get a career and yet are still expected to act as full-time mommies 24/7 while expecting promotions and other advancements at work. The mere thought of that is overwhelming and exhausting, to say the least, but I digress. This isn’t supposed to be a political post.
There is no doubt that Meghan works harder than I do, but sometimes I have to ask myself how someone manages to burn dinner as often as it happens. I couldn’t begin to tell you how many times white rice from a rice cooker would be completely destroyed due to lack of water or too much water or something of the sort. How does that even happen, though? How does one prepare dinner as a “set and forget” and then actually forget about it? Something always happens. The food burns. The pan melts. It explodes. It mutates into a black hole. SOMETHING! And it’s amazing because Meghan’s first words from her mouth are usually the same: “I followed the recipe to a tee. I don’t know what happened.” All I can do is chuckle while proceeding to order some amazing Pounders Hawaiian Grille
Meghan is an incredible mom, and she looks out for all of us at home. She selflessly goes out of her way to make us happy regardless of the situation, and I can’t appreciate her enough. She understands the importance of eating healthy every day and being good role models for our kids. I think it’s cute that she burns dinner once in a while; after all, I’m not perfect in ANY sense of the word, but I still have to poke fun when I see the opportunities. At least she’s pretty, right? Haha! I’m hungry now…