Disappears quickly.
Often uses many dishes.
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| This became a sausage/pepper/onion pizza. It was all gone at the end of dinner. So good while it lasted. |
Sometimes, I wish the only thing I had to do each day was make dinner.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Good food
Takes time.
Disappears quickly.
Often uses many dishes.
Sometimes, I wish the only thing I had to do each day was make dinner.
Disappears quickly.
Often uses many dishes.
Sometimes, I wish the only thing I had to do each day was make dinner.
"You've got quite a posse!"
What the worker at the UPS store said to me when I went in to make a copy. I think she felt overwhelmed for me, because she wouldn't let me pay for it. (And at that point, I only had 4--little did she know).
Shopping with 4 or 5 kids is less easy than shopping with 2.
In some ways.
We've had some readjusting to do to each other over the month of June.
I am sure we'll get it down just about the time the craziest of all time crazy shopping trips comes--shopping for school supplies.
Or this year I will get smart, hire a babysitter and do it one at a time.
Someday I will miss days like these
Saying "NO" one hundred times in half an hour at the store
Nearly losing an 11 year old who had to check out the toys
Putting back the no so secretly placed donuts that made it into my cart by small, sneaky hands
Listening to them tell me I should give something better than granola bars to the guy with the "NEED HELP" sign
Helping me carry in the groceries
Apologizing later for being unkind. (Their apologies and mine).
Quite a posse, yes.
My posse.
(merriam-webster.com gave me a laugh when I looked up posse because it says
"a large group often with a common interest" and I feel like I am in the middle of 6 very conflicting opinions all day long until Nate gets home from work and he and I have some of the same opinions)
(This photo was taken in the parking lot of my mom's public library. If you look closely, you can see the reflection of a box of canning jars in the rear window. This was the day my mom gave her canning jars away, we bought 5 pairs of sunglasses, and went to chess club).
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| Note the part of the posse at the far left who doesn't want to participate . . . . not always that one, but usually one who would rather not participate |
Shopping with 4 or 5 kids is less easy than shopping with 2.
In some ways.
We've had some readjusting to do to each other over the month of June.
I am sure we'll get it down just about the time the craziest of all time crazy shopping trips comes--shopping for school supplies.
Or this year I will get smart, hire a babysitter and do it one at a time.
Someday I will miss days like these
Saying "NO" one hundred times in half an hour at the store
Nearly losing an 11 year old who had to check out the toys
Putting back the no so secretly placed donuts that made it into my cart by small, sneaky hands
Listening to them tell me I should give something better than granola bars to the guy with the "NEED HELP" sign
Helping me carry in the groceries
Apologizing later for being unkind. (Their apologies and mine).
Quite a posse, yes.
My posse.
(merriam-webster.com gave me a laugh when I looked up posse because it says
"a large group often with a common interest" and I feel like I am in the middle of 6 very conflicting opinions all day long until Nate gets home from work and he and I have some of the same opinions)
(This photo was taken in the parking lot of my mom's public library. If you look closely, you can see the reflection of a box of canning jars in the rear window. This was the day my mom gave her canning jars away, we bought 5 pairs of sunglasses, and went to chess club).
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