It’s Monday. In the A.M. I woke up early and in my delusion of expert homemaker, put a stuffed french bread in the oven at 6 a.m. What in the world?!? Which blog did I come to?
Let me explain.
Somehow, my children conned me into making breakfast once or twice a week. But I get bored and so do they. So I have attempted to expand my repertoire of breakfast type foods.
I should stick to the basics.
In my defense, it is actually yummy. Although as my children sat down this morning, they acted as though I had fed them poison.
I, in my great wisdom and sophistication handled rejection well (sense all the sarcasm) and kicked all of them out of the kitchen and told them they could be hungry.
Have no fear. I repented and not a one was sent to school hungry.
Lesson learned. But if you want some really yummy stuffed french toast, come on over. It will probably rot on my counter until I finally toss it because I can’t possibly eat it all.
You know how it is taking 7 kids to the fair? No? Well, I do. Here are the things I learned during my 2 hours with 7 kids and a spouse at the fair.
1. Fairs are expensive.
25. The older kids are beginning to understand that.
X. I am now in love with the program they have that allowed my kids to write mini-book reports on three books for three free rides.
V. The spousal unit’s tummy is not as young as it used to be.
55. I recognized that in myself long ago. I happily make the sacrifice and stick with Mr. Baby Man.
78. Mr. Baby Man doesn’t like rides, not even the little kiddie boat rides.
N. This concerns me as we have discussed taking the brood to Disney sometime this fall.
99. Animals smell.
Y. If you bring water, the children will be so thirsty they may pass out until they drink ALL the water you brought and then whine.
89. Mr. A, despite only being 14 does not do well with spinny rides either.
u. There was no puking, but we also learned that Miss O does NOT like any ride that might a.)spin or 2.) go fast. That definitely limited her fair experience.
22. Despite all of this, we had a respectable time at the fair although I was ridiculously excited that we decided NOT to take the munchkins to the demolition derby.
All the carnage. Best date ever. Good times.
I have also made a couple of important determinations.
1. I live with slobs.
2. It is not humanly possible to catch up on laundry or dishes unless I strip everyone down and refuse to feed them for three days.
I leave you with that little tidbit of wisdom. Happy Monday.