Lets Blow This Taco Stand

What up, March?

Let us list....

1. My little brother and his wife had their first baby on Thursday. I am so excited for him. My Mom is in Boise to help with the baby, and she is totally awesome help after you have a baby, let me tell you.
2. Spring Break wasn't that great, it wasn't horrible either, I guess. I read three books, folded 12 loads of laundry, ran the dishwasher nine times, and I also cooked and cooked, and then cooked some more. I had made plans to go tour the Harley Davidson factory, but true to form, the person I made plans with cancelled at the last minute. Why do they have Spring Break so early here in Kansas anyway?
3. Anyone interested in going to see Yann Martel up in KC in May with me? Send me a text, (or an email, if you must) we'll chat.
4. I caught a quick workout with Heather at jazzercise at 8 am. It is now 11:45 am and my calves are still burning. Yowza!!
5. I got a signed copy of the UK edition of Sea Glass from Maria V. Snyder. It came in the mail last week. I won a little contest on facebook awhile back because I posted that cute little Glass Trilogy widget on my sidebar. Then she mentioned my name (along with the other winners) in her newsletter. It was all terribly exciting for me. (I don't get out much.)
6. You know, I don't like going to church. What's that? You are SHOCKED to hear that? Shut up, you are not. But we have been going anyway, EVERY week. I don't think any of us like it. It's really hard, but man do we love it when they cancel cause of the weather, like last Sunday. God bless the Bishopric.
   

He's Gonna Turn Into a Pancake

I made a tuna noodle casserole for dinner last night. Well, not tuna, canned turkey chunks. Very kid friendly, right? Right? Ahem....

Conversation between the husband and the little boy, at the dinner table:


Husband: Come on, eat your dinner.


Boy: No!!! I want pancakes.


Husband: Pancakes? No, this is dinner, eat this. (He scoops a little bite of casserole on the boy's fork and holds it up to the boy's mouth.)


Boy: (covers his mouth with both hands and shakes his head no, frantically.)


Husband: (gently moves the boys hands and puts the bite in the boy's mouth.) There! See? Not so bad, right?


Boy: (with mouth full of food.) Noooooooooooo!!!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!! (chews his food. Swallows) ewwww.......that's disgusting!



So then my husband made him take another bite and the boy ran away from the table as soon as it was in his mouth. With impressive defiance, he sat at the computer and started playing a game on Disney.com. Look at those chipmunk cheeks full of food!

So then my husband went and did some weird thing that husbands do or something, but then he was back a few minutes later. The boy is whining about pancakes again so my husband went over to him, picked him up, tucked him in like a football and then brought him over to me and set him on my lap.


Husband: Here you go wittle baby boy, here's your Mommy.


Boy: (whimper)


Husband: Hey, you can't eat nothing but pancakes your whole life, you will turn into a pancake, you know that?


Boy: (nodding his head in confirmation) uh-huh.


Husband: You do? You want to be a pancake?


Boy: uh-huhhhhh.


I watched these exchanges with a big grin on my face, thinking how adorable my little boy is, but also wondering if I gave this much trouble about eating dinner to my parents. (I'm pretty sure I would never eat the canned peas. Okay I'm pretty sure I never ate ANY kind of pea.)

So then, I waited till the husband went out into the garage and I......



made that boy (who wants to be a pancake) some pancakes!!