We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
You know your meal plan was a spectacular failure when the thing that pops into your mind as you are serving dinner is the scene from “Better Off Dead” in which Lane’s mother serves his father boiled bacon (“I know how you hate the grease from fried bacon . . . .”) and it migrates off his plate and onto the floor. (I tried to find a video clip or a picture for you to enjoy, but was unsuccessful, so you’ll have to be satisfied with the rockin’ hamburger from the same film.)
I ate two bites and turned it over to Micah to make something edible out of it, which he did. And, naturally, Simon couldn’t get enough of it. It was the first time in recent memory where the first words out of his mouth when he saw dinner were not, “I don’t like it,” and the first time in which he not only asked for seconds, but also thirds and fourths.
Even worse is when you make something your family doesn't like, forget to mark or toss the recipe, and make it again.
We love that movie too. "It's got raisins in it. You like raisins."
I love that movie! I keep trying to get Cameron to watch it, but we don't have a copy of it. Best line: "Gee Ricky, I'm sorry your mom blew up…"
The other day I made a new recipe; it took me a couple of hours to cook it (which, for me, is a very long time), and as soon as it was out of the oven the smell almost made me ill. Cameron and Samuel loved it, but the thought still makes me feel sick. Gotta love some of those small perks of being pregnant… ;0)
cooking for family is all about the international language. you know. Love. i think i'm going to have to rip out our VHS copy of BOD and watch it this weekend. thanks!