A few of the dinners that came to our door.
I am one lucky duck with an amazing circle of the best kind of supportive friends in the world. Being in such an amazing group of friends means that someone sets up dinner deliveries after babies are born. Which, for someone like me, married to someone like my husband IS A FREAKIN GODSEND.
My husband can’t cook.
Well, he can’t cook anything edible.
Thankfully, my friends can. And can they can well. Almost too well. Because now my husband expects gourmet culinary feats out of me.
“If your friends can cook spaghetti that way, you should be able to too” he says with a straight face.
Thanks friends for the amazing meals. You all mean the world to me and it meant a lot to our family. But no thanks at raising the bar of food expectations around here. For that, I’ll never forgive you…just kidding.
That’s awesome! I had friends promise me such, but when my son came I could hardly even get them to come visit. You have some great friends!
You really autta join a MOMSClub Megan, it would be a life changer for you.