This is a picture of my own private heaven: Me crashed out on the couch, my husband happily cooking dinner, while my children wait in sweet silence at the table. Hah! Okay, so, it's actually a scene from the inside of Zeke's dollhouse, and yes, I'll admit, the Papa at the kitchen stove was my addition. But, you're supposed to use dolls for fantasy play right?
Boy, was it ever one of those up, down, way up, way down kind of days. I'm still sick, and Ezekiel seems to delight in doing the exact opposite of anything I request. But the tucked little feet in the picture below are proof that he did spend some time playing quietly, and I tell ya' those eight minutes were precious.
Boy, was it ever one of those up, down, way up, way down kind of days. I'm still sick, and Ezekiel seems to delight in doing the exact opposite of anything I request. But the tucked little feet in the picture below are proof that he did spend some time playing quietly, and I tell ya' those eight minutes were precious.
In my snuffly state, I attempted to woo the wee boy with more than his usual television allotment The plan backfired when Little Bear's Mama decided to bake cupcakes, and then, of course, we had to bake cupcakes. Zeke pushed the first set of dry ingredients on the floor, insisted on cracking the eggs himself (sending me fishing for shells), and he kept eating the sugar.
Zeke: I LOVE sugar, Mama!
Mama: I can see that. Keep the sugar in the bowl, please or there will not be enough for the muffins.
Zeke: (Thrusting his fingers into the bowl) But I LOVE muffins, Mama! Mmmm...the sugar is GOOD.
Mama: Zeke! Stop eating the sugar!
Zeke: But I LOVE sugar, Mama!
Zeke: I LOVE sugar, Mama!
Mama: I can see that. Keep the sugar in the bowl, please or there will not be enough for the muffins.
Zeke: (Thrusting his fingers into the bowl) But I LOVE muffins, Mama! Mmmm...the sugar is GOOD.
Mama: Zeke! Stop eating the sugar!
Zeke: But I LOVE sugar, Mama!
Miraculously, we have a batch of pumpkin-orange muffins currently cooling on the counter. I think we'll smear them with cream cheese frosting and call it a day.
Ash doesn't like plain sugar but every time I turn around to grab another ingredient, he's spooning whatever raw goodness we have into his mouth, even if it has raw eggs. He's just now starting to understand when I tell him about little bugs that you can't see making you sick ;-) I guess I should just stick to egg replacer, although I think cracking eggs is his favorite part of the experience.
Posted by: Cheryl | October 20, 2008 at 07:05 AM
I'm sure this is completely out of your control but your blog has an ad for an Oregon Republican senator. Aside from the fact that he's aligned himself with the devil, he's also a creep ;-)
Posted by: Cheryl | October 21, 2008 at 07:06 AM