My mom doesn't like baking. She doesn't really like any recipe where she has to follow the rules. When I was in kindergarten and my mom was in the hospital, my aunt came to stay with us for a while. My aunt asked my mom for suggestions for special activities to do with us, and my mom suggested art projects or baking. My aunt loves to bake, so she chose that. She told me that we were going to bake cookies and asked me where we kept the flour. I had no idea what she was talking about. The only baking I'd done with my mom was from a mix.
The one time I remember my mother trying to bake anything was a zucchini cake in the shape of a dinosaur, which some healthy kids cookbook said was a great way to get kids to eat more vegetables. She'd just gotten a new food processor and was using that to shred the zucchini. Halfway through, the top flew off the food processor, and shredded zucchini sprayed all over the kitchen, including on the ceiling.
My dad eats like crap and will buy Hershey's syrup and Wonder Breadish stuff by choice, so I think it was my mom choosing her battles. We were also eating yogurt and granola when that still got you looked at funny.
They seem to be Burrell. AFter all the progress this week, I fully expect to be the Queen of Impatientville for the next 3 months.
We were also eating yogurt and granola when that still got you looked at funny.
Try bringing pâté sandwiches to school.
I'm guessing you'll also be Queen of Productiveville.
Well, the movers come Monday to haul things off to storage. After that, there won't be a ton to be doing. Some touch up painting, getting the building to replace some windows, maybe start packing a few boxes, but really at the house not much.
Now at work I need to really get serious about documenting practices and get organized before I have to tell my boss that I'm leaving. And there is the whole thing of our office moving in 2 weeks.
So: chocolate milk, white bread, dessert after dinner, soda. Everyday food or treat food when you were a kid?
All treats. We never had store-bought white loaf bread, and to this day I don't like it. We had chocolate milk fairly often, but it was always a treat. We never had soda except ginger ale when we were sick.
I pretty much keep my house the same way. We buy whole wheat loaf bread for sandwiches (or baguettes or ciabatta, which are of course white but not the same!), we don't keep soda in the house and I almost never drink it, we have chocolate milk maybe once a week as a treat, and we don't have dessert regularly after dinner (though I do have a sweet tooth, and Casper tends to *ask* for dessert after every dinner).
IOCasperN, her teacher's aide just told me they wrote acrostic name poems this week, and hers used the word "voracious." God I love my kid.
So my dry cleaner knows me too. I've only been there four times and last time they had my order ready by the time I reached the counter. I know it's good service, but it feels kinda creepy. At least at CVS I'm here
all
the time.
Excellent progress, msbelle!
IOCasperN, her teacher's aide just told me they wrote acrostic name poems this week, and hers used the word "voracious." God I love my kid.
Awesome.
We'd only have dessert on Friday nights. I think the reasoning was that eating sugar makes you more hungry, so if you finish a meal with something sweet, you'll be hungrier later than if you didn't. Or something like that.
