A frightening look at my future

I grab two gallons of milk from the shelf. I shake my head as I look at them. “It didn’t used to take two gallons at a time to feed three boys,” I think.

I heft the gallons into the cart and push on to finish the shopping trip. As I near the end of the aisle a man rounds the corner. He’s dressed in a dirty baseball uniform, clearly a coach. And just as clearly shopping to feed his entire team. His basket overflows with every kind of fresh meat you can imagine. There’s enough food there to feed an army. It’s easily $500 worth. Maybe more.

I laugh as he passes by. “Feeding the whole team?” I ask.

He turns to look at me, a tired glint in his eyes. “No,” he laughs, “Just my two teenage sons.”

I stop smiling.

He jerks his head toward the next aisle. “My wife is over there with another basket that looks just like this,” he says.

I don’t say anything.

He nods at Colton. “He’ll be eating like this some day too, you know,” he says.

I snap out of my horror long enough to answer. “Yeah, and so will his two brothers.”

“You have three boys!” he exclaims. He just shakes his head and gives his basket a small shove to get it going. He stops and looks back at me. “Good luck.”

There’s no real hope in his voice.

Comments

  1. says

    Wow! Lots of positive things to look forward to as we await #3. A great story… send it to guideposts, maybe they’ll pay a little something to use it and help buy more groceries.

  2. says

    That was great. I agree with Okjedi, send it off and get it published ;) Make a few bucks for those boys tummies.

    Ask Jake or I sometime about how much food the 7-9 of us (2 parents, 5-7 teenagers/young adults) used to eat. I still don’t know how my parents did it!

  3. says

    yep–it’s almost a gallon a day at the drake house… and that’s 2 girls and 1 boy. The boy can eat anything at anytime of the day or night. It’s like a weed—it just grows and grows and grows. I’m scared of Daniel’s teen years–I really will be broke.

    Love the site. Good work!

    Jim

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