This is the best! My son Logan told my awesome Dad one day (while eating chinese dumplings) that they should fill the dumplings with chocolate and marshmallows so that they would actually taste good. My dad took him seriously and made these awesome treats today. They were sooo good! I decided they were blog worthy! I am even thinking about setting up a booth at the next fair because they are that awesome. Its like a funnel cake filled with chocolate marshmallow goodness. Yummy! The best part is there is practically no mess during eating or cooking! Seriously, easy because I am lazy and I could do it.
Logan’s Fried Smores: Easy five minute (no mess) treat!
Won ton wraps from Wal-Mart (found in the oriental food or vegetable aisle)
Lay one won ton wrap and wet the sides with your finger or a pastry brush. Fill the center with a few chocolate chips and a couple marshmallows. Heat oil in a pan and drop the won ton in heated oil for ten seconds. Remove carefully and let stand one minute. Serve plain or with powdered sugar. Yummy!
How a pro can rationalize chocolate cake for breakfast!
A healthy self-image is hard to maintain when you have kids. They don’t mean to bash your self-esteem; they are actually paying you compliments. For example: “Mom I prefer to lay on you because Daddy’s belly is hard and yours is soft.” This is a compliment to them.
Here is my favorite example:
It’s a nice drawing isn’t it? My son gave this lovely art to me, beaming with pride. He said, “I made this for you! It is a picture of you!” I was so impressed. I examined it closely as I hung it up on the fridge and said, “Its beautiful! I love it. What is the circle? My dress?” He smiled proudly, “nope! That is your wonderful, squishy belly.” I am also walking the blonde dog. That is the leash, dog and dog bed.
It hangs on my refrigerator and I see it everyday. I think it helps me not eat crap I don’t need. The reality, is that it just helps me justify the non-healthy junk food I want. How you might ask? I can justify because I am faced with the ultimate conundrum: If my belly gets hard (like daddy’s) then I won’t get very much cuddle time. I can’t live without my cuddle time. Therefore, I have decided that a squishy belly is a good thing.
So that my friends is how I justified chocolate cake for breakfast.
If I was to cast a movie I would call it the CB conspiracy. It would be about the secret goal of all children to prevent more procreation in the household. I wrote this blog a long time ago but it fits with today’s daily prompt so I thought I would reblog it here for today’s daily prompt:
The CB Conspiracy:
The day my daughter asked what CB meant was a creative and inspirational day for me. See my husband has nicknamed my children and dogs CB1 through 4. When my daughter turned ten she finally asked what it meant.
Of course, I can’t tell her the original meaning: Cock Block! I will tell you how they achieved this nickname. It is a tough conspiracy to swallow but the truth is there and you will soon see how the multifaceted nickname is fitting for all the rug rats.
The conspiracy: My husband believes that children are born with instincts that detect intimacy. As soon as he or I begin to touch each other they must intervene. He claims it is in their DNA. At first I didn’t believe him but as my kids grew older I see he might have a point. My son will hone in on the simplest acts of intimacy. My husband might come close to kiss me in the kitchen while the children are playing elsewhere in the house and BAM he is beside us asking to be part of the “group hug” I am like it wasn’t a group until you showed up but who can say no to that cute face asking to hug so the intimacy is gone and we are hugging as parents instead of lovers again.
My daughter has the same instincts but hers are more devious. She will go on about her day and wait until late at night after everyone is asleep. We will cuddle close and begin to snuggle in an intimate manner and BAM she is at our door asking for water or saying she is cold but the worst is that she had a nightmare and needs to snuggle. We welcome her in and by the time she is ready to return to her bed all intimacy is gone and sleep take priority.
The dogs are just as bad. The little one jumps on the bed and feels the instinctual need to be lie between my husband and I at all times. We can push her down repeatedly and eventually we give up and sleep. During the few time s my husband and I achieve intimacy we have to throw her out of the room, which results in her whining at our bedroom door alerting the other CB’s that she has failed in task to stop intimacy. The big dog is told old to jump on the bed and he gave up on stopping us long before the other CB’s came into existence but his instinct survives in his ability to wake the others and alert them to the situation. The big dog is sickened by the impending intimacy and seeks out the girl to assist him. See her bed is lower to the ground so he climbs up there and wakes her up so that she will stop all intimacy.
The motivation for this process escaped me for a long time and I doubted my husbands conclusions until it struck him as to why, “every animal has instinctual self preservation and they know that intimacy leads to more rug rats so therefore it must be stopped to preserve their place in the pack.” Yes my husband often compares our family unit to that of wild animals and I hate to admit it but he usually has a valid point. Don’t tell him that though I wouldn’t want to give him false hope of becoming the pack leader…lol
The day my daughter wanted an explanation. I avoided answering it till after dinner and homework and bought my self time to brainstorm ideas that would be feasible and believable without grossing her out. So, I came up with a list of very fitting definitions all of which apply to all of the CB’s in my household. The funny thing is that my list is an unbelievable accurate explanation of all the instinctual actions of my rug rats. The list is as follows:
Clean Bat: A clean bat is an animal that uses all sense other than sight to seek and destroy all clean areas within the home. The bats get waves alerting them that a portion of the house has been cleaned and then their instincts draw them to the area and compel them to undo the cleanliness. Both children and dogs suffer from clean bat syndrome and unfortunately there is no cure.
Citizen Ban (Radio): This was my husband’s suggestion because it is an acronym used by more people than us. This one was hard for me to define in relative terms but after some thought I succeeded: My children and most of my friend’s children instinctually broadcast all information that their parents don’t really want known. If a child accidentally discovers that her mother has decided to take a pole dancing class for exercise and excitement that child will turn into a virtual CB and announce it proudly at school with improper context.
For example: Teacher, “ Good morning class did you all have a good weekend?” Child, “ Oh yes!! My mommy learned how to twirl on a pole but she got her leg stuck and said she would not make a buck if she didn’t get it right!”
What really happened is the child over heard a conversation between her mother and her best friend who decided to take a pole dancing class for exercise and to spice up intimacy and the conversation consisted of sarcasm and laughter at themselves and it went like this: Friend, “What did you think of tonight’s class?” Mommy, “ Oh it was just grand I could twirl around the pole but when they said put you leg around it I lost all balance and landed on my tushy it was video worthy.” Friend laughing, “ well sh%$ you know its very important you succeed at twirling on a pole!” Mommy, “oh yeah if I don’t, I will never make a buck and people chunking change at me would hurt.” Mommy and friend laugh and continue talking but the child only heard that one part and was concerned about her mother making a buck.
Children aren’t the only CB that fit in this category dogs do as well I will give another example for you skeptics out there:
You get a phone call from you bestie and notice that the children are happily playing without you so you quietly sneak outside to have the conversation you want to have, keeping in mind the previous scenario where your kids announce everything to everyone. You reach the back door and the four legged fur monsters alert everyone to your plan not allowing you to escape for that one phone call. Its instincts and a full-blown conspiracy!
Now all you mothers out there understand what I am saying and I would love to hear different explanations for the acronym CB.
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Best In Show: A Mommy Award
The best in show award goes out to all the moms out there who consistently sacrifice and conceal their wants and needs for the greater good of the family.
This award acknowledges and confirms that parenting is a hard job that is not for the faint of heart. A mommy sometimes sacrifices hygiene, eating habits and general basic needs to ensure the rest of the family is presentable. The result is clean and pressed kids, a nicely dressed husband and a frazzled mess of a mother.
I will accept this award for the following scenarios:
- Why my hair is usually a mess: Girl child, “Mom, I can’t find that white top with the sparkles on it. Can you?” Mom, “We picked out your clothes last night, why are you wanting to change it.” Girl child, “ I don’t want to wear that anymore! I want the sparkle top!! I didn’t like the way I looked in the other outfit” Mom, “Fine, I will look for it (mother stops trying to wrangle her hair and ties it into her usual messy bun and goes finds top).
2. Why I never get to eat an actual breakfast: I cook breakfast before school. We all have eggs, toast and bacon on our plate. We start to sit down. Boy child,” Yummy mommy, I ate my entire bacon can I have yours? Mom, “ Yes dear. Girl child, “Mom I forgot I need you to sign a field trip form in my folder.” Mom gets up from the table gets form and signs it. Then sits back down. Girl child, “ Oh, I am out of lunch credit at school too.” Mom gets up and writes a check and places it inside the folder. Mom returns to the table to the boy finishing her eggs. Mom, “Um, were you hungry baby?” Boy child, ”Yes and the eggs were yummy. I thought you didn’t want yours because you were not at the table.”
3. Why my outfit has a weird/gross spot on it: I managed clean clothes this morning, I was so excited. I made through breakfast without spilling anything (mostly because I didn’t actually get to eat) we walk to the car to load up for school and my sweet awesome boy comes over and gives me an awesome wonderful hug! It turns out it wasn’t an actual hug it was I need a napkin and Mom is close so I will hug/smear my grossness all over her…
4. Why I don’t get to shower everyday: Ok you would think I could, I used too, but there never seems to be any time. Moms run around and solve everyone’s problems all day long. We ensure clean clothes; a clean house and that there are three meals a day for all. Then when we decide it is finally time to clean ourselves. We announce to the kids we are going to bath. They immediately give requests before you go after all are done you head to the bathroom. You close the door and hear tiny footsteps headed to the door. It’s the boy, “Can I sit in here and keep you company?” Mom, “No, I would like to shower alone please.” Boy, “Won’t you get lonely? I can make sure you won’t get lonely!” mom, no, I wont get lonely. Thank you. I am shutting the door and taking a shower now.” Boy, “Please don’t lock the door, I won’t feel safe if you can’t hear me.” Mom, “Fine, I will leave the door cracked but you need to return to the living room.” The boy returns to the living room and you begin to undress and turn on the water. Girl, “MOM!!! MOM!! The boy is bothering me!” Mom, “I am getting in the shower, you will have to wait. “ Loud yells, banging and laughing ensue. Mom hears the footsteps running to the bathroom, as she is about to actually get in the shower and BAM! The door flings open and the fight is in front of you. Towel wrapped around Mom she separates and mediates the fight. The water is turned off and she is walking through the house in a towel for thirty minutes. Husband comes home and sees mom in a towel, the kids a mess and just points and laughs.
I accept this award for best in show on a stage made from a large pile dirty laundry. I stand proud with my messy hair and gross smeared clothing. My tummy growls as I beam with pride! In my speech I announce that although, I might be a hot mess my family is happy and loved. I wouldn’t trade a minute of motherhood for the days when I could spend an hour just on my hair! In the end, I would like to thank my kids for giving me the best life a mother could ask for!
This post was written in response to today’s daily prompt:
Daily Prompt: I’d Like to Thank My Cats by michelle w. on August 27, 2013
You are receiving an award –- either one that already exists, or a new one created just for you. What would the award be, why are you being honored, and what would you say in your acceptance speech?
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What is funny to me, might not be funny to others. I find myself hilarious! If I didn’t, I would be a total basket case. Although the idea that I am not a basket case is up for debate. The funniest person in my life is my friend Marcus. He is always making me laugh. He helps me laugh at myself too.
When my son was four, and being the rambunctious boy he is, we decided that the old dog couldn’t handle him and it was time for a puppy that could play with the boy. We had already accumulated more cats from a stray that had a litter but that is another story. The puppy was awesome and a perfect fit for our boy and the girl liked her too. The old dog was happy to be left only finally and our family seemed complete, but the puppy had trouble with the cats. The puppy is named Butters because she is so clumsy. It seems like everyday since we got her I have the same conversation with Butters and it goes like this: we don’t eat the kitty! Butters always objects by widening her mouth and whining while putting the cat’s head in her mouth! Surprisingly the cat doesn’t seem to mind…. Don’t eat the kitty!!!!!
Well, my son witnesses this often and I really didn’t think it would have an adverse effect on him, but it seems I was wrong. One day I was cooking dinner and the boy was being especially quiet so I decided to seek him out and see why, ominous music started playing in my head as I searched for him. Then, I saw him with the Kitty inside on the couch with Butters sitting curiously beside him as if she was cheering him on. His mouth is open wider than I have ever seen it and he was trying to put the cat’s head in his mouth. The cat is sitting quietly letting this scenario happen as the boy tries desperately to put the cat’s head in his mouth. I say bewildered, “what on earth are you doing, why just why? He looks up smiling innocently, “ I just wanted to see why Butters does this everyday.” I was shocked and confused. I am like What!? So I say it to him in the same voice I say it to the dog as I pick up the cat to put him back outside, “We don’t eat the kitty”
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This post was written in response to Today’s Daily Prompt:
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They have seen the desert sand, crossed the ocean blue
These boots have fought for freedom and for you.
No bitterness or complaint it was worth every step
Now these boots have the best wearer yet.
These walking boots stomp around outside
The owner beams with pride
As the boy pretends to be his DAD
These are the best times the owner has ever had
This post is written in response to today’s daily prompt:
Daily Prompt: These Boots Were Made for Walking
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us WALK.
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My son’s opposite behavior: Is it normal for a kindergartener to hate school?
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The full moon brings out heightened emotions and dramatic outbursts about being a Disney Villian. The gravitational pull does seem to correlate with the climax of pressure in my household. Coincidence or not, I really don’t know. I know that this moon cycle has got my household in a twist. My son has definitely not been acting himself lately.
I am struggling with my five-year-old boy. He started kindergarten on August 7th and the fist week of school he was so excited! He was looking forward to school and asked about it often before school started, “how many more days?” On the way to school (the first week) he would jump up and down in his seat saying, “Drive faster mommy! We are almost there!” I was very pleased with his excitement because I spent weeks building it with him. We talked about learning to read, write and playing with friends. I highlighted the playground and other aspects such as the independence of being a big boy at school and how he would make friends. I was sure he would have a great year.
Starting the second week of school his attitude changed. He was not excited about school and he didn’t want to go. He got in trouble for disturbing group and had to sit out of recess. One bad day, I thought. It will blow over and things will get better. I assured my son that everyone has a bad day every now and then and he needed to start over and move on to a better day. He was ready to give it his all the next day. More trouble instead, and the next day. He has more strikes than stickers on his homework folder now! He spent two years at school in Oklahoma in Pre-k 3 and pre-k 4 and during that time he only had one bad day that resulted in a frowny face on his folder.
He now spends his mornings begging me not to take him to school; he tells me his teachers think he is a bad boy. I don’t want to undermine the authority the teacher has over my son but I don’t want him to think he is a bad boy either. I try to support the classroom at home, telling my kids how important it is to listen and obey the teachers, finish work and all that jazz. I always make my children redo assignments that aren’t up to par whether they get credit for it or not and I give consequences or rewards at home for behavior that happens at school.
I am at a loss now though. How can a kindergartener hate school? I have never heard of such a thing. My daughter who is now a fifth grader loves school. My five-year tried to fake sick this morning too, so he could stay home knowing that if you are sick from school you spend the day in bed without video games.
I made an appointment to speak to the teacher and school counselor together for this afternoon because my notes and phones call to his teacher do not seem to be helping any of us. I have hope that this will work out.
Maybe it is just the moon, or maybe there is something more. I will ask for input: Is it normal for a five-year-old boy to hate school?
I started writing this post in response to today’s daily prompt but then it went off into what is really on my mind. I guess it will do.
Daily Prompt: The Full Moon
by michelle w. on August 20, 2013
When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe this new you.
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This post is written in response to this week’s writing challenge:
Little Alice’s thoughts on the merry-go-round:
“Push me!” “Push Me!” little Alice exclaimed to her siblings. They barely noticed the desperation in her voice.
“Mom said you are to little to ride.” Alice’s siblings taunted in response.
Alice sat back quietly, angry and sad. “I am not too little!” She thought to her self. “I can do anything they can do!”
Alice watched her brother and two sisters play gleefully on the swings but her resentment stopped her from joining them. She sat quietly deep in thought, reeling over the idea that she could be too small for anything.
“I’ll show them, I bet I could swing higher, slide fast and do anything better than they can, they just don’t know.” Alice thought quietly. “I know, I will sit here in protest until someone pushes me. They will have to listen to me, eventually”
Just then Alice heard her mother calling for dinner, “Time to come in and wash up for dinner!”
Alice refused! She was angry and was going to stay on the merry-go-round until someone pushed her! “I am not coming! She thought. “I am going to stay here until someone pushes me!”
Alice’s tummy rumbled with hunger and she could smell the spaghetti with the very yummy garlic bread. Alice sighed in defeat over her hunger and thought, “Maybe I will go eat but I won’t wash up!” Yeah, I will tell them, No! Not until I get to play too!”
Alice kicked the dirt and started to get up as she heard her mother calling again, “ Alice come wash your hands and get to the dinner table!”
Alice pouted as she slowly walked to her house from the playground she looked down at her hands covered in dirt from the sand box, “Darn you sand and your squishy fun!” Alice thought of the gritty sand covering her garlic bread as she ate with dirty hands, “Maybe I will wash them before dinner but not because they told me too, but because I don’t like the taste of sand!”
Alice was comforted by the idea that it was her choice to wash up before dinner and her choice to come in and eat. Her pace quickened as she headed for the door. When Alice reached the dinner table she smiled and thought, “Tomorrow, I will eat a snack before I go to the playground that way I can sit on the merry-go-round until someone pushes me, yeah that will show them”
“Mmm, garlic bread!”
Here are some other great responses to this week’s challenge:
A fictional story based on the photo would be great (Who is this little girl? Where is she? What is she waiting for? Where is her family?), but we also look forward to non-fiction posts inspired by the photo. How does the image make you feel? Does the girl remind you of anyone in your life, or of yourself? Are you as scared of the unidentifiable green creature as we are, and is that a nose or a beak?
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I am a city girl who has moved to the country. This is a unique experience for me. Yesterday, I took on the task of mowing four acres and I have a few thoughts on it:
Wow, it’s a lot of work just to mow the lawn! We have a ride on lawn mower, which makes it easier, but you still have to rake and haul all the grass clippings or they turn your lawn brown. It takes a long time to mow such a large area and it is kind of a mundane task so my beautiful and eccentric mind wondered. Here is what happened:
There was an abundance of bugs; I mean a lot of bugs. They kept dive-bombing the mower and me. It was an all attack. I couldn’t help but be reminded of those kid’s movies: Ants, The Ant Bully, A bugs Life and recently Turbo. I mean it was like they organized and planned strategic attacks to prevent my mowing. I kept mowing despite their efforts and they lost their battle. Then I started to image what their battle plans would have been, I mean I am a giant mower and they kept just throwing themselves into it. It is metal. They really need to reevaluate. Where is the great plan, the bother the human till they stop plan. I started to get disappointed in their mental capacity. Even though logically I know that they couldn’t have actually planned anything. That disappointment was soon overshadowed by the horrible realization that I was the bad guy. I was the one everyone would have rooted to fail or have some tragic accident. The sad part is they failed. It didn’t stop me from mowing but it did entertain my mind while I was doing it.
I obviously looked disheartened by this realization because my husband asked why my face looked sad. I responded genuinely, “I just realized that if any of the Disney Bug movies ever happened the bugs would fail and I would be the bad guy who mowed their houses.”
He laughed so hard and loud it alerted the children. He mustered up a response choking on his laughter and said, “ I don’t know if you are that morbid or just that overly sensitive to compare your mowing to the children’s movies.”
I guess there is a fine line between morbid and overly sensitive and I walk it very carefully.
Why do today what can be put off till tomorrow?
What do I procrastinate about? Cleaning!
Cleaning house is my nemesis. I do clean at least a little everyday but the deep cleaning and closet organization is what I procrastinate about the most. I have little clean bats that live in my house and they systematically undo all the work I do to keep to house clean (they are also known as children). I do not enjoy cleaning nor do I wish it to be a part of my daily life.
This is a secret I keep from my kids. They think I enjoy cleaning because I force them to pick up their rooms all the time. I always have a smile and say, “its not that bad it will only take a few minutes” but I know it sucks and I would rather be doing anything but cleaning too.
My husband and I always have funny and coded arguments about cleaning jobs neither of us wants to do. If I need him to take out the trash or something, I always start it by complimenting him on how well he does it and say it would be great if he would show me those trash walking skills again. He usually responds by saying, “you flatter me but I know you are the best trash walker, I could use a demonstration to help me improve my skills.” It goes back and forth until someone gives in or we decided to procrastinate.
Well, I should have waited till tomorrow to do this blog. I am supposed to be cooking breakfast. I wonder if I can stretch a few more words in so I can stay in my comfy chair and finish my coffee before I start…
This post was written in response to Today’s Daily Prompt:
Daily Prompt: Procrastination
What have you been putting off doing? Why?
Here are some great responses:
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