Monday, July 13, 2009

Please, shoot me now

before Jessica becomes a teenager. I can't imagine this is as bad as it gets, but she's already driving me crazy.

For example, 3 days a week for 10 months, she told me that she didn't want to go to preschool because she hated rest time. It was as though, if she didn't have to rest, she would be perfectly happy and willing to go to school. But the law says she had to rest, and so I endured the complaint Every Single Day she went to school.


Today she started church camp. I read over their literature and didn't see anything about rest time, so I figured we were in the clear. Not only that, I used it as a selling point this morning, when Jessica was nervous (understandably) about going to a new camp where she didn't know anyone.

"You won't have to rest," I told her.

"Well," she said, and I knew then that I was in trouble. "Well, I think I kind of like rest time, after all."

I repeat, please, just shoot me now.

Friday, July 10, 2009

My status is improving

Jessica likes to be a food critic. Usually I get one or two thumbs down. Sometimes I get lucky and get thumbs up. Well, this week I've been getting rave reviews, predictably in the dessert department.

First, I made this dessert pie off a recipe from the coupon flier. It had sweetened condensed milk, cool whip and frozen berries in a graham cracker crust. Really, how can you go wrong with that? I got TEN FINGERS up.

Then there was the monkey bread. I had never heard of monkey bread till a couple of months ago. I decided to try it while I was visiting Lisa, so I wouldn't be tempted to eat all of it myself. Ingredients: refrigerated biscuits, sugar (brown and white), cinnamon, butter and pecans. Again, how can you go wrong. I got 10 more fingers up.

Go Mommy.

Now if I could only get her to give me a few fingers up for something without sugar in it.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Quote of the day

"Mom, if you don't hear me say anything, let me know, because sometimes I don't listen to myself."


Maybe it's worth it.

I bought 2 dresses for Jessica yesterday. Yes, I have a serious problem but that's not what this post is about. This post is about what I discovered when I was taking the tags off one of the dresses today so she could wear it. This is what the tag says:

I have a problem with both the hand wash and the extremely complex drying instructions. Normally if it can't go into the washing machine and dryer, I won't buy it. But look at how cute she looks in the first of the dresses:

Maybe it's worth it.