We had kids on purpose.
Not one "whoops" in the bunch. In fact, some of them were brought on the heels
of tears, prayers, and even some magical pharmaceuticals.
Which, on occasion, begs the question,
WHAT IN THE NAME OF SIGFRIED AND ROY
WERE WE THINKING?!?!
We occasionally (albeit affectionately) refer to them as "Devil Spawn"
(Guy says that makes one of us the devil. I say it's him... redhead, you know).
They have squabbled, fought, bickered, grumbled, whined, fussed and quarreled.
I suggested to my hubby that we sell the lot and start over. We had to consider the prospect that we had used up all the cute DNA and might produce a gaggle of very sweet, but hideously ugly children, or that perchance all of the smart genes have been depleted and we might incubate a liter of cute little bumblebrains.
Oh, well. I guess we will just try to work with what we have.
As a consolation, I made Guy food.
Food says "I love you and I am sorry that our sweet children
that we struggled to bring to this world are total ingrates."
Scrambled Eggs with Tomato and Green Onion
Homemade Yogurt sweetened with Homemade Strawberry Freezer Jam
Nutmeg and Orange French Toast
Gluten Free Lasagne
Garlic French Bread
Chocolate Cheesecake with Cherries
Crust: crumble 16 graham crackers, add 5 tsp sugar and 5 Tbsp melted butter.
Press into spring form pan and bake at 350 until just golden.
Boil 3/4 cup milk then pour over 2 cups chocolate chips in glass bowl.
Allow to sit for 10 minutes, then wisk until smooth. Set aside.
Filling: Cream with mixer 3 pkgs cream cheese (room temp)
add 6 eggs, 1 tsp vanilla, 1 cup sugar and a pinch of salt. Mix well.
Add chocolate mixture.
Mix until very smooth.
Pour into crust, and bake at 350 for about 50 minutes
or until the top has a jello-like jiggle.
Chill and serve with Cherries (canned pie filling) or Orange glaze (1 can manderines, 3/4 c. sugar,
thickened with 2 tsp cornstarch on stove).
Sorry, Honey. I can make great food on my own,
but I'm gonna need a lot of help to keep these rabble-rousers
out of the state correctional system.
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