Parents everywhere know what a problem it is when you just haven't had the time to go grocery shopping because the laundry had to be done, or homework had to be supervised, or the weather outside was and is not conducive to dragging two little kids around. This particular afternoon the problem reared its head when I realized that I was nearly out of everything except organic creamy peanut butter and a variety of jellies. In the last few weeks I have had at least four different kinds of PB&J sandwiches, but, alas, a PB&J is still pretty much the same regardless of what kind of jelly is on it. (I particularly enjoy orange marmalade.)



However, there would be no peanut butter and jelly sandwiches today. I put my foot down; I refused.



Unfortunately, all I seemed to see in my fridge was that collection of jelly. I took a deep breath, and readied myself for the tastes of a classic PB&J. But.. But, wait! What was that in the crisper?



Thoughts started spinning in my head too fast for me to catch. Maybe, maybe I could pull it off. It would never end up on the Food Network's reality show The Next Food Network Star. But, would the kids eat it?



Jen's Daily Dilemma Surprise
1/2 can of Progressive's Vegetarian Tomato Basil soup (give the other 1/2 can to your kids, because if you are like me, you can't stand it, but they'll lap it up)
~ 1.5 cups of chik'n strips (made from soy or something)
1/3 bag of broccoli slaw (use the other 2/3 for a stirfry)
2/3 cup of mozzarella cheese (use the rest of the bag on Pita Pizzas)
4 small whole wheat tortillas (mmMMM good)

Yes. Yes, the kids would eat it. I'd have pictures but just as I was getting ready to take one, Nate informed me he'd pooped on the chair.

Exciting.

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