In reviewing my day, I had a hard time coming up with something local I felt thankful for. I thought and thought and thought, then finally remembered that I ran to IKEA to get a couple bags of much needed frozen meatballs during lunch.
You see, last week we ran out and grabbed some off-brand meatballs during a Target run and Emily refused to eat them. The moment they touched her lips she announced that they tasted "weird" and then she boycotted her entire dinner.
So today I'm grateful for IKEA. Grateful they have meatballs my selective daughter will eat for dinner - days and days in a row. (Tonight after bringing these bad boys home she gobbled up 5 in as many minutes.)
Thank goodness for those delicious, frozen, IKEA Swedish meatballs.
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