So who else has the goal each week at the grocery store to come home with totally UNsmushed bread? Due to my two wonderful shopping buddies,
I always try so hard to keep the bread looking beautiful from shelf to pantry. Mostly, I fail miserably.
Between Mason throwing things in the cart careless of my precious bread, and Carter insisting on unloading the cart in the checkout lane ( again, careless of the bread) and me being in such a hurry (eek...careless of the bread!) to load and unload the van ~ our bread gets SMUSHED!
Well, I was so excited today because the bread had made it as far as reaching the front seat of the van with no sign of smushing! Believing it was safe there, I headed out to Grandma Fiechter's house to make some jam. As I was leaving with this wonderfully loaded (and heavy) box of finished jam, my sweet, helpful, loving brother-in-law, Chase, (did I mention how helpful he is? Seriously, I mean it ~ love him!) agreed to help me by carrying the box of jam to my van.
Feeling good about my day, I arrived home to put away my groceries. MUCH to my surprise, I found the box of jam smack dab on TOP of my precious bread!!!!! NOOOOO!!!!! *SIGH* Oh well - it's just bread, right?
On a more serious note, I've decided to be thankful for this loaf of smushed bread. It will still taste good, and serve its purpose as toast, a sandwich, or french toast. How spoiled am I that I can eat a slice of bread whenever I feel like it? This sweet child does not have that privilage...
3 comments:
I love the picture of Carter! He looks like a ChipandDales Dancer. He'll be a hard worker like his daddy some day.
Great post Jessica! I hear ya about the bread always getting smushed...frustrating!! But you're right...we do have SO MUCH to be thankful for!!
Great story Jessica!! Thanks for sharing. julie :)
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