My MIL Kept ‘Accidentally’ Throwing Away the Food I Cooked – Until My Little Son Taught Her a Harsh Lesson

“What are you doing?”

“Cleaning, honey.

This chicken looked a little gray.”

“I made it two hours ago.”

She’d smile. “Better safe than sorry when children are involved.”

I started labeling everything. Big letters.

With dates.

“FOR DINNER TONIGHT.”

She threw it out anyway.

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One Thursday, I prepared beef stew in the crockpot. Eight hours on low. The smell filled the house when Noah and I walked in after his piano lesson.

I went to set the table and froze.

The trash can told the story.

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