So, the conversation went something like this:
Me: Those hot dogs were going to be for another meal this week.
Big P: Well, I didn't know and I couldn't call you to ask. I'll get you some more hot dogs.
Me: It's on the menu on the fridge. Your impromptu meals end up messing up the week of menus I plan. (I said this kind of laughingly, but I was serious - read previous post where I explain that my sins are VERY evident sometimes).
P10: Mom, remember when you were listening to that thing the other day (she's talking about Todd Wilson and the Lies Homeschoolers Believe) and he said that if you say anything about the meals that dad makes, he won't ever make them again and he'll say "fine, do it yourself".
Big P: Fine, do it yourself (with a smirk)
Me: You're right, P. I'm sorry. Thank you for making lunch for them.
Me to Big P: It's pretty sad when your 10yo daughter has to remind you how to be a thankful and submissive wife!