Schultz Party of Four

So I'm trying something new this morning. Not new to the world, since I'm sure millions of women have done this for thousands of years, but new to me. I am making a soup out of our leftovers from the week. {please hold your snickering down, you'll wake the children} There is this weird idea I have (or used to have) that everything I cook has to come from a recipe...maybe its my need for logic and order...but I'm bucking the system this morning and throwing all sorts of odds-and-ends into a pot full of stock and serving it to my family for lunch (and perhaps I'll try a sip, too). J has been watching, begging for bits of the scraps, and generally making my morning filled with cute smiles and much repeated single-word conversation.