I picked the kids up from school today. In the car I asked the kids what they wanted for dinner. Gillian said “Yogurt!” John thought about it for awhile, then he said “Fancy grilled cheese!” In our house a fancy grilled cheese is basically a cheese quesadilla. I needed to pick up jelly so we… Continue reading Donuts
Tonight, Daddy and I asked Gillian to get her brother for dinner. He was upstairs in his room. She started to walk toward the stairs and stopped. “I can’t do it.” Again, we encouraged Gillian to go upstairs to get John. She looked at us, pointed at me and said “Mom can do it!” During… Continue reading Passing the buck
Tonight at dinner, Gillian was being difficult. She didn’t want to eat dinner. So she would talk to us or talk to the dog, or drop her fork or drink her milk. Daddy and I must have said “Gillian eat your dinner!” a dozen times. One time I told her to eat her dinner, she… Continue reading Dinner conversations
I ordered Chinese food for dinner tonight. We don’t get Chinese food often, maybe once every six months. We always order sweet and sour chicken so the kids have something that’s easily identifiable. We gave the kids chicken, rice, and some lo mien. Gillian started eating right away. John watched Daddy eat for a few… Continue reading Chopsticks
Tonight at dinner, John was drinking a juice box and a little of the juice went down the wrong pipe. He coughed a few times. Daddy asked him if he was ok. John kept coughing. Gillian watched this whole thing happen and started coughing. Again Daddy asked him if he was ok. John answered Daddy,… Continue reading Coughing & hibernation
I made corned beef and cabbage for dinner tonight. When John heard what we were having he put his head down on the table. Gillian, of course, copied her brother. I fully acknowledge that it doesn’t sound like a yummy meal, but they have eaten it in the past and loved it. Daddy convinced John… Continue reading Corned Beef
Gillian has a new saying. She started it a few weeks ago. She constantly says “Oh dear!” I think she picked it up from school because it is not something that Daddy and I say. She drops her fork and says “Oh dear!” She throws baby across the room and says “Oh dear!” She also… Continue reading Oh Dear and Reading
It’s Tuesday. I am sure I’ve said it before (Daddy says I write it every week), but Daddy works late on Tuesdays so I get to pick the kids up from school, feed them and bathe them before he gets home. Daddy came home tonight and found the kids already in their PJs. Daddy brought… Continue reading French Fry
Tonight at dinner (much like every other night), I served the kids food, and told them it was hot. Gillian immediately shoved a meatball in her mouth. She started to cry, because it was too hot. We told her to spit it out and I again told her that the food was hot and that… Continue reading Dinnertime Secrets
We had spaghetti for dinner tonight. Gillian took Messy Eater to a whole other level. Even John, who normally has pretty good table manners, was out of control. I know, I should have taken this opportunity to teach them better manners. I just couldn’t. It was too much fun to watch them get dirty and… Continue reading Table Manners
John and Gill went up a hill 