Monday Menus #3

When Firstborn was young he did things that make perfect sense to me in light of what he does for a living now.  His Nana bought him a set of Hot Wheels and he played with them all the time.  When he was almost 3 he told me in a clear calm voice that he had once been a race car driver who crashed his car*.  And in elementary school, he collected pictures of cars he loved and made a mini booklet of them called "Real Cool Cars!" (which I still have, somewhere)

Yep. Destined to be an auto mechanic.

Monday - Roast Chicken Thighs, broccoli, salad with avocado

Tuesday - (freezer) New Year's plate

Wednesday - Tilapia, small potato, green beans {Firstborn's birthday!}

Thursday - (mini) Crockpot Beef Stew {last evening of call}

Friday - (freezer) Butter Chicken with rice, peas and carrots 

Saturday - Out!

Sunday - One Pot Spaghetti, Caesar Salad {maybe Firstborn and The Girl will come}

From a sweet little babe who loved Hot Wheels to a hard-working man. 

Proud of you, Son!

Gina

*At the time, it weirded me out that he said this. He was so matter-of-fact about it.  Mark and I could never work out where he might have come up with this story.