Have any of you parents found the age 5½ to be particularly challenging? For us it’s been, in some ways, one of the all-time hardest ages to deal with, and in other ways, the easiest. Regardless, in the past 6 months, I’ve often found myself seriously doubting whether I’m really qualified to be a parent.
And then our extremely challenging, almost-6-year-old, former picky eater, goes and asks for Iceberg Wedges with Blue Cheese Dressing for dinner. We must be doing something right. Right?
With our wedges, we (meaning, they) had hot dogs and smoked pork chops from the Empire Market. I couldn’t think of what to serve with Iceberg Wedges besides meat, so I just had the salad. (I know, bad pregnant mom.)