Total shock. I am stunned. I am speechless.
Tonight I made (another) soup.
- Rainbow new potatoes – 1 bag
- Rainbow carrots – 1 bag
- 1 boneless pork chop
- Acorn squash – roasted with olive oil and maple syrup (and I tipped the maple-y juice back into the pan)
- 1 medium yellow onion
- 2 apples
- A good handful of kale
- Veggie stock from the last two soups
- 2 cloves of garlic
Did the usual 6-7 hours in the slow cooker and blitzed it down:
#1 Son’s is on the top,TT’s is underneath.
I used some leftover baguette from yesterday’s lunch as the dippable item. TT yummed that up.
#1 Son was much more reticent, but that’s kind of standard and expected these days.
He actually dipped the bread though. And ate it. He told me “I don’t actually like it mom, but I want my sister to eat it, so I am saying how yummy it is”
I could have burst with pride.
And this was what was left:
The bowls are in the same order. Yes TT practically wiped hers out, which is great, but look.
He. Ate. Food.
Food I cooked.
And, and and he asked to have it again tomorrow!!! I damn well nearly keeled over in shock.
And I may have been *this* close to crying tears of happiness and shock.