What's for Dinner?

They don’t really care

What clothes you wear

…if your girth is thicker or thinner

As they come through the door

At a quarter to four

They just want to know…

…what’s for dinner?

They don’t judge your skill

As a seasoned cook will

To them you’re a proven winner

As they sniff for a clue

Is it barbeque?

Asking, hey mom,

…what’s for dinner?

God-given delight

A healthy child’s appetite

I can think of nothing finer

As I contemplate dishes

To satisfy wishes

When they ask me, oh mom

…what’s for dinner?

© Janet Martin

(tonight it's chicken breasts, baked potatoes, green bean casserole, and apple crisp) yes, the apples are still from those I cut up and froze in November's 'Ode to the Apple' 

Yes moms, we know...they're ALWAYS hungry..! but imagine if they weren't...
so happy cooking, happy gardening, etc.