So this spring has come and gone and I have been a bad bad mommy and not recorded much of it.
Today being mother’s day the children gave me gifts. I took them to Target on Thursday so they could pick these gifts out. C gave me a candy bouquet. It was a green cup filled with Junior Mints, and it had chocolate Twizzlers sticking up in it like flowers. Delicous. He also gave me a giant Toblerone bar and a pink carnation.
O gave me a set of three notebooks in rainbow colors. One has lined paper, one has blank paper and one has graph paper. She also gave me a big packet of pens. Awesome.
Tonight we went to Hickory Park for dinner, and there was some interesting dinner conversation. A couple examples:
O: If I ate myself would I disappear or would I become twice as big?
C: When I’m an adult and I do something revolutionary with science, I am going to cross animal and human DNA to give people super-powers.
Once again I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have normal children.
I was giving the C-man a hug this morning, and, as I do every morning I said “my best boy” He responded with “my best mommy.” Then he paused and said “of course you’re my only mommy, so technically that makes you my worst mommy too.”
Then he wanted oatmeal.
We have been singing this song for weeks.
You can ask mom. We sang it at the Mall of America on the escalators.
Anyway, I have been planning on making Bacon Pancakes for a while now. We were going to have them for breakfast yesterday, but O didn’t get home from her sleepover until lunchtime. So we had breakfast for dinner tonight. Would that be Brinner? Dinfast? Anyway here they are:
I just cooked the bacon and then put it in the pancakes right before I flipped them. Voila:
They were alright. Princess O was disappointed. She said you couldn’t really taste the bacon. C said it probably tasted more like pancake (with bacon) instead of BACON!(with pancake). But he doesn’t like bacon so he was just guessing. And honestly, he was pretty accurate.
O stands up and bumps into the table. I commented that it had sounded like it hurt.
O: That was my phone so no, it didn’t hurt.
C: Did you break it?
O: C, it’s like an unbreakable phone. You can’t break it.
Well, maybe if you threw it off the Empire State Building.
Maybe not even the Empire State Building. Maybe Mount Everest.
Homecoming was actually a couple of weeks ago, but I am a Very Bad Mommy and I am just now getting around to posting the Royal Photo.
With many thanks to her friend D’s mom who took these photos for me.
Here’s another one
Doesn’t she look beautiful? I think so. But, of course, I might be just ever so slightly biased.
She spent the day hanging out with her friends, and they all got ready at D’s house. Then they all went to the dance in their usual herd. She did not have a date. This is fine with me.
But I fear it is only a matter of time….
Left to right, me, Princess O and Firestorm
We had some sad news at O’s horseback riding lesson today. The barn she rides at is closing.
I suppose I should have seen this coming. The owner moved away about a year ago, and I am not exactly sure how she has managed to keep things running since then. And apparently they are not going to be running anymore.
Her coach will be moving to another facility close by so O can still ride. So that’s something.
Princess O is just devastated. She has been crying on and off (mostly on) since her coach gave her the news. She has been riding there since she was in the third grade. It is a real haven for her. And now she is losing that. It really sucks to see your baby so sad and upset and not have any way to help her feel better.
Sometimes this mom gig is really hard.
Some of the tomatoes are missing.
I know I really shouldn’t complain since they weren’t actually mine in the first place.
We were sitting at the dining room table eating breakfast this morning when a squirrel hopped up on the flower pot and helped himself.
Then he took a seat in one of my patio chairs and sat there eating his unripe baby sized tomato, while he was looking right at us.