Skip to main content

Confessions of a tired mama

I think everyone knows by now that I strive to cook good, healthy food for my family. It is how I show my love, OK?

So how did I go from this:

homemade apple cinnamon pop-tarts
(which tasted just like apple pie)
(which made my husband suggest ice-cream for breakfast)



To this:
 beanies and weinies fresh out of a can.
(we went to co-op today)
(I taught eight piano lessons)
(Tony is working tonight)

 When the kids saw what was in the pot....

...this was the unanimous reaction!

Comments

  1. Margaret in MinnesotaNovember 12, 2011 at 4:05 PM

    Could that little honey be any sweeter? No, she could not! Although it certainly looks as though she begrudges her momma that meal of beans & wienies.

    [grin]

    ReplyDelete
  2. ElisaNovember 14, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    ! Haha, I LOVE it. My kids are the exact same way. They just loooove their corn dogs, hot dogs, junk food anything. They don't appreciate all that healthy food I make them. Man, those pop-tarts look AMAZING!!! 8 lessons in one day? Wow. That takes a lot of patience. I've been thinking of putting Isaiah in piano lessons, but he's not quite 6 yet. I wonder if I should wait a year, or wait until he shows personal interest in wanting to make music.

    ReplyDelete
  3. ElisaNovember 14, 2011 at 9:18 PM

    PS: Your daughter is SO adorable!! Haha, I love that cute look on her face. =)

    ReplyDelete
  4. ShielaNovember 21, 2011 at 10:16 AM

    I have found that the amount of time spent in meal preparation and the amount of pleasure expressed by the children have a very predictable relationship. More meal prep time=less pleasure and Less meal prep time=giddy kids. The first time I made homemade mac and cheese, my daughter stated, "Mom, you should stick to the one that comes in the box made for busy moms." There are days that I do...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Walking a New Path

 Well now. It has been quite a while, hasn't it?  I have kept silent about my struggles for the past four years, mainly because I was in the midst of something that I never imagined could happen to our family. And it wasn't just my story. It still is not.  A friend once told me I am an external processor, and I suppose she is right. I find that saying things out loud help me find the answer, if there is one. There was no good answer, as it turns out. And so, I am sad to say, that I am now divorced. A single mother, navigating a life I never imagined.  But there are some things that haven't changed. My faith, for one. I know that God is with me on this journey and that He is way smarter and wiser than I could ever be. He has held me close as I wept and grieved the end of my marriage. He held my hand as I packed up what would fit in a moving truck and drove our belongings to a new home. He has led me to new jobs and I can only trust that all will be well if only I cont...
4 comments
Read more

The Door Table

Once there was a store in Georgia. It is no more, but how I wish it was. I likened going in there to treasure hunting. One never knew what was going to be in there, and you had to dig through and wade through all the "other people's treasures" to find your own. I once found a set of blue and white teacups and saucers from England. I found lace handkerchiefs, a rocking chair, and an end table. But by far the best find was my kitchen table. I had stopped by one day while the kids were taking horseback lessons and the then little ones were asleep. The store was not open, but I went up to the window to see if anything new was there. And it was there. The table. And six chairs too! We were in need of a bigger table with Jack on the way. My mom had offered to give us her old one, which I was going to accept if I didn't find something I liked better. I didn't want anyone else to even see the table because I knew it was supposed to be ours, but one can never tell abo...
9 comments
Read more

Some thoughts and news on this Monday

As I wait for Olivia to return from DC after joining in the March for Life today, I thought I'd take a moment to write some thoughts down. First of all, I am so proud of my teenage daughters who fully embrace their faith and are as horrified at the idea of abortion as I am. It literally leaves a sick feeling in my stomach and an ache in my heart when I think about all those babies. Both of my older girls have attended the March for Life several times. One day, I hope to have the chance to be there too. Sophie did not go this year, but she had a good excuse. She is out of the country. A little over a week ago, we loaded up in the van and drove her to the airport to start the adventure of a lifetime. She will be studying in Austria this semester. It is still so odd to think about how far away she really is. I was grateful for the distraction of keeping up with three little ones in an international airport to keep me from completely losing it. It was still more than heart-rending to...
10 comments
Read more