The following was consumed at our house last night in about an hour and a half:
a big bowl of cheerios with milk
an entire box of mac and cheese
3 "fish sticks" (strips of cod dredged in bread crumbs and baked. Shhh! Drew eats 'em because he thinks they come from a box!)
1/2 a bowl of grapes
1/2 a bag of sour cream and onion potato chips
1 can of root beer
1 bottle of water
Are you thinking what I'm thinking? That we need to seriously brush our teeth? Well, there is that. But here's what really got me going: I'm gonna be broke. Seriously! Penniless. Insolvent. Fiduciarily challenged. Strapped. Impecunious. Destitute. Whatever you want to call it - broke! Drew ate all of the above in a span of 90 bleeping minutes! Yep. ALL of it. He had dinner and was still hungry so he kept coming back for more. After polishing off the fish, mac and grapes that had been fixed for his dinner, he was digging through the fridge and pantry to see what else he could find. The only reason he finally stopped eating is because he fell asleep on the couch watching Science Channel. (I'd fall asleep too, but that's another story.)
You've seen the photos - he's 5'10" and 136 pounds as of last week - the kid has no room for all this food. We don't even have a dog he could be secretly feeding! But if last night was indication, it looks like teenagerdom has finally settled in for the long haul. I'm bracing for a huge hit to the grocery budget and a growth spurt within the next 6 weeks. Yep, I'm gonna be broke.
Oh, and just to set the record straight, my dinner consisted of a strip of fish and side salad.
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