Yes today is the second day of the year but it is number 11,223 in my life and I think that is a way cooler number than 2. Random thought – I never knew I was born on a Monday. It is a new year however, and it has started off well for us at Chez My House.
We had a few people over to partake in our yearly tradition of Gumbo and talking. We played some board games with Cammy who got her make up done by ‘Miss Elle’ and stayed up well past the midnight cheers and drinking of sparkling grape juice. She impressed several people. We impressed people with our gumbo, which was tasty, if I do say so my self. I also made some sweet potato pies, which went over well. Every time I get to spend time with the young Miss Elle, I like her a lil bit more. I’m even glad she has joined our little clique. Baked some cookie dough I had in the fridge, I was a regular June Cleaver – with out the nifty fifties dress, but if I had one I woulda rocked it!
My hubby made very, very tasty butternut squash soup and corn muffins for dinner last night. Apparently we are going to be very soup based at our home this week as we have leftover gumbo and chilli on the menu for this week as well.
My mom will be back from Philly this week, We missed her a lot so we are excited to have her coming back home. I’m rambling because my original post today was supposed to be a poem that I left on the couch. So That’ll have to be tomorrow. Also working on another post. Trying to get more concentrated topical posts going around here. Trying to figure out the point of the blog. It’s a mommy blog, it’s a poets blog, it’s a cooks blog, it’s a photographers blog. I think I think its just my blog. We’ll see how that goes for 2008.
Lessons from 2007:
Don’t give a three year old a choice.
Example:
Q:What do you want for dinner?
A: Ummm…. A sprinkly popsicle. (which is cammy speak for a Strawberry Shortcake ice cream bar)
Note: You cannot be surprised by said answer and the argument that ensues.
Response: You can’t have a sprinkly popsicle for dinner, how about spaghetti?
Reply: I want one!!!
Response: Cammy, you know you can’t’ have a popsicle for dinner… ( then watch converdation repeat until kids starts whining and possibly pulling fake tears out on you)
See how this simply isn’t going to work? Correct course of action:
Q: Cammy would you like Spaghetti or salmon for dinner?
A: Pizza
At least its not a sprinkly popsicle.
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Oh, that doesn’t stop with 3-year-old, Raquita. Don’t give a 6-yo a choice, either. I get similar results, but the answer is inevitably “Peanut Butter sandwich, no jelly and no crust.”
The better way, for us at least, has been to inform the children what they’ll be having for dinner.
Happy New Year.
Thanks for inspiring me to find out how many days I’ve been alive. The magic number (as of today) is: 10,836.
It sounded like a lot of days, but I recalculated the number if I were turning 80 this year and the new number is 29,098. Then it didn’t seem like long enough. Weird.
Can I have a sprinkly popsicle?
Sounds like my morning with Olivia. Thinking of this post I gave her the choice of her Dora shoes or her pink sparkly shoes to wear to school today and she came back with flip flops. That obviously didn’t happen, so I picked for her. It wasn’t a happy morning.
I can do you one better, don’t give an 18 year old a choice either.
ME: Do you want the new cell phone or do you want to come to St. Louis for spring break for graduation?
Stinky: Can’t I have both?
(insert blank stare into the phone here)
I’m with Vanessa, a sprinkly popsicle sounds like the Jones about now.
I didn’t know I was older than you
12,100
Oh, you’re teasing us so much. Here you go talking about gumbo and chili and butternut squash soup and corn muffins, but you don’t offer up any recipes? C’mon, at least share one recipe with us!