I had this whole big rant planned this morning. But instead of dwelling on the negativity I’ll just give you the short version:
An interesting thing happened in a college classroom the other day. The story recounted to me isn’t exactly surprising, but we did later described this situation to our kids in order to impart an important message.
Not surprisingly, the teenager was harder to convince than the tween girl.
Here’s what happened:
Did you take my phone? The teenager wants to know.
No. Why would I take your phone? I respond.
He checks all his pockets in his pants, his hoodie, his hockey jacket. No phone.
He starts to panic a little.
My dog walking is back. Seems the city is learning how to deal with winter and schools are open and everyone is expected to go to work or do grocery shopping or whatever it is that people do with their day so I got called back to my duties as dog walker extraordinaire. Because the dogs’ humans are back at work.
Wanna know something?
Girl children are so amazing, you know that? My kid amazes me.
So she’s supposed to bake cookies for Valentine’s Day to fundraise for something, but some idiotic rule that baking at home at teacher’s request is *unsafe* has the kids planning a baking event at school, instead.
La di da my entire schedule for the foreseeable future has changed.
There are days when they barely eat what I cook.
Did you know tweens are fickle?
Teens too. 🙄
They want to eat meat, and meat is expensive, especially reputable meat (pasture raised, for example), so I gotta get creative here.
Today, I started with ground beef.
Once upon a time many moons ago I remember asking someone why they carry the dog poop all the way home when they could just throw it in the receptacle at the park.
“This way no one can accuse me of not picking up the dog poop,” was the answer.
The house league baseball boys were in dead last place most of the season.
Somehow, they turned it around, and on Friday night they went to finals.
They will either win the championship, or come in second place.
Before my teen had to leave for the diamond that day, he needed a sustaining and filling meal.
So, I cooked. 😮😉😁
For the record:
Today I’m procrastinating.