So I’m on day 2 of taking care of our two boys (2 year old and 5 month old) while my wife is out of town for work.
Day 1 went pretty smooth, day 2 started out well too…and then nighttime hit and these gremlins of ours decided to join forces to make sure I didn’t have a chance at going to sleep. From 8pm through about 5am, I was playing whack-a-mole with the toddler begging for milk and then waking the baby up with his crying and vice versa.
Our 5 month old finally tried to put the nail in the coffin at 5:30am, and instead of balling up and crying along side of him, my dad brain said “fuck it, fire up the smoker and cook some pork.”
So I did — I took the little dude with me downstairs, put him in his baby bjorn on the back deck (benefits of the warm streak we’re having) and let him observe his father push away a mental breakdown and replace it with rich tones of hickory and oak smokey goodness.
Once the smoker got to a nice 250 degrees, I let him watch me rub my meat (heheh) to perfection, and put the 9 pound pork shoulder on right at 6:15am.
Now they’re at daycare, and I’m taking PTO today so I can write a long-winded story to you guys about the importance of keeping a large slab of meat on hand just in case things aren’t going well the next time you’re on solo duty.
I’ll post an update in about 8 more hours to let you know how my Eastern North Carolina style bbq turns out.
Edit/Update: I enjoyed reading everyone’s comments! I’m taking it off for the wrap now. Ngl, it’s looking good
Day 1 went pretty smooth, day 2 started out well too…and then nighttime hit and these gremlins of ours decided to join forces to make sure I didn’t have a chance at going to sleep. From 8pm through about 5am, I was playing whack-a-mole with the toddler begging for milk and then waking the baby up with his crying and vice versa.
Our 5 month old finally tried to put the nail in the coffin at 5:30am, and instead of balling up and crying along side of him, my dad brain said “fuck it, fire up the smoker and cook some pork.”
So I did — I took the little dude with me downstairs, put him in his baby bjorn on the back deck (benefits of the warm streak we’re having) and let him observe his father push away a mental breakdown and replace it with rich tones of hickory and oak smokey goodness.
Once the smoker got to a nice 250 degrees, I let him watch me rub my meat (heheh) to perfection, and put the 9 pound pork shoulder on right at 6:15am.
Now they’re at daycare, and I’m taking PTO today so I can write a long-winded story to you guys about the importance of keeping a large slab of meat on hand just in case things aren’t going well the next time you’re on solo duty.
I’ll post an update in about 8 more hours to let you know how my Eastern North Carolina style bbq turns out.
Edit/Update: I enjoyed reading everyone’s comments! I’m taking it off for the wrap now. Ngl, it’s looking good