I went out with the girls last night. I love going out with the girls! We did Dunkin' Donuts for some coffee and a muffin - until about 11 pm. (Has anyone else noticed that the decaf can still keep you up until almost dawn - literally! I think it was 4 am when I finally fell asleep. )
Meanwhile, Jim called me while I was out. "I burnt the chicken." "Both of them?", was my response. I know, I know. What kind of question is that? The chickens had been both in one pot, so of course they were both burnt! Trying to be a smart wife, I had placed two chickens in the oven to roast for future quick meals at about 5:30 pm. The chickens had been cooking until 10 pm!!
Poor little chickens were quite well done when I checked in on them after arriving home, but believe it or not, they were actually salvagable. You gotta love stoneware! They had this dark golden crispy skin, but the meat was fine. My husband loves the stoneware even more than I do. Saved from the doghouse!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
How Do I Get Them To Be Perfect?
I am trying to figure out 2 things:
1) How to get my kids to do my chores for me
and
2) How to get them to stop reasoning with me.
I don't really want them to do my chores for me. I have some that I won't even let my mother or my closest friend do - like fold my towels (Nobody touches my towels!). BUT it would be nice if they would do their OWN chores on their OWN and then keep adding NEW chores to their routine as they grow - and all, of course, without me having to cue, nag, yell, or step away sighing. My youngest is 5 months old tomorrow and I think she should be ready to start chores in another 4 months by my calculations. Plus, she's a girl! So, though I'm a modern woman who believes that even the boys need to learn how to cook and wash clothes eventually, I have EXTRA high hopes for Katey. The problem is that I really stink at doing chores myself, so how am I supposed to help them be perfect when they have to overcome me?
As for the "reasoning with me" thing - I know that I am supposed to be grooming them each into becoming discerning adults who don't automatically swallow the fluff that the media (and various other parties) might feed them (I think they are well on their way!). I would, however, like them to swallow everything I tell them until they reach the age of 18. Don't kids come with a switch?
1) How to get my kids to do my chores for me
and
2) How to get them to stop reasoning with me.
I don't really want them to do my chores for me. I have some that I won't even let my mother or my closest friend do - like fold my towels (Nobody touches my towels!). BUT it would be nice if they would do their OWN chores on their OWN and then keep adding NEW chores to their routine as they grow - and all, of course, without me having to cue, nag, yell, or step away sighing. My youngest is 5 months old tomorrow and I think she should be ready to start chores in another 4 months by my calculations. Plus, she's a girl! So, though I'm a modern woman who believes that even the boys need to learn how to cook and wash clothes eventually, I have EXTRA high hopes for Katey. The problem is that I really stink at doing chores myself, so how am I supposed to help them be perfect when they have to overcome me?
As for the "reasoning with me" thing - I know that I am supposed to be grooming them each into becoming discerning adults who don't automatically swallow the fluff that the media (and various other parties) might feed them (I think they are well on their way!). I would, however, like them to swallow everything I tell them until they reach the age of 18. Don't kids come with a switch?
Monday, January 28, 2008
Starting Something New
This is a bit scary for me, but perhaps it's only because it's 12:20 a.m. and I know better than to talk too much at this time of night. I'll keep this short and sweet. Welcome to my blog. I'm finally joining the world of public musings!
The way I figure it, this can either give someone a mindless diversion, keep friends and family informed, or serve as a kind of personal therapy in order to prevent bodily harm of my children (whom I actually quite adore most of the time, and prefer to keep around).
The way I figure it, this can either give someone a mindless diversion, keep friends and family informed, or serve as a kind of personal therapy in order to prevent bodily harm of my children (whom I actually quite adore most of the time, and prefer to keep around).
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