My family eats. Three times a day. Often more. They like food. Real food, snack food, junk food, healthy food. Sweets, salty, crunchy, smooth. They simply enjoy eating.
I have struggled with my weight for as long as I can remember. I am rarely satisfied with my reflection and often wrestle with food. How much? What time? Any at all?
However, that is not healthy. It does nothing for my muscles, my bones, my brain. I want all of these things to be strong. More than that, I want my children to grow up with an appreciation of what food can do for their bodies. For a working knowledge of healthy food choices and what is nutritious.
Amidst all these thoughts of food is the reality that is three meals a day. Dinner each night. I have begun using a system that has worked well for us the past several months. It takes a chunk of planning time each two weeks, but seriously pays off daily.
I take about an hour every two weeks to plan our dinner menu for the following two weeks. I take two cookbooks to my computer and pull up a form I developed to use. I fill in items I already know about the weeks ahead: supper club, church night, etc. Then I flip thru the cook books and pick recipes I want to cook. I usually find a crock pot recipe for Sunday nights and something quick for Wednesday nights. I don’t plan for every night because inevitably Nonnie will call and we’ll go out at least once.
I make a note of which book and page each recipe is on. I begin a new document and make a shopping list. The initial time investment is a bit bigger but I love just looking at the calendar on the fridge to know what we are eating. When there is a change I write what we did eat and move the planned meal to another day.
I am trying to incorporate fish more often and foods we might not usually try. I have been blessed by kiddos that will try most anything and I love that! I want to keep their palate broad and their interest bright!
I only use two cookbooks so I am not overwhelmed with choices. I try to look and see what we already have so as not to waste food. Mr. Brick, #1,2 & 3 enjoy the predictability that they will get dinner each night and I love not stressing at 5:15p with details that my tired brain can’t handle!
Now, what do I do with spouse-less socks?