It’s not that I don’t like milk. On the contrary, I enjoy a nice cold glass of milk whenever I have the opportunity to have one. I don’t at home very often.
Why you ask? I can’t afford it.
I can barely afford to keep milk in the fridge for Hubby and the kids. Were I to have a couple of glasses of milk a day, we would have many mornings when the kids wouldn’t get breakfast. #3, and to a lesser degree #1 and #2, LOVE to have cereal for breakfast. If we don’t have milk, #3 refuses to eat breakfast. Toast just isn’t good enough for him for breakfast (although it is fine for a snack).
This is one of the many reasons I’m looking forward to the kids being out of the house. I can’t wait to wake up in the morning and have a nice tall glass of cold milk with my toast. I can’t wait to have a glass of milk to dunk cookies in whenever we have cookies. I can’t wait to wash down waffles or French toast with a nice cold glass of milk.
Someday…
It will probably happen around the time that I clean the house, and it stays that way for more than an hour.