Since I haven’t been feeling the greatest this week, I had to let some things slide around the house- mainly laundry. I took two days off from laundry duty, and this is the result:
Two days! That’s it! How does that even happen?? Clearly, someone must have broken into our house, worn all our clothes and put them in the laundry hamper. That’s the only logical explanation. Ugh. So the better part of my day yesterday was spent catching up on all the sorting, washing, and folding of piles upon piles of clothes. I still haven’t got around to putting it all away yet.
Another portion of my day yesterday was spent preparing a kid-friendly meatloaf for dinner. For my birthday this past year, Mark and the girls got me Jessica Seinfeld’s cookbook and some measuring cups (yes, you read that right- for my BIRTHDAY I received a COOKBOOK and kitchen utensils. Maybe for Christmas I will get that new mop I’ve had my eye on) and so I was making up the meatloaf recipe for Charlotte to try. I thought it was actually quite tasty, but when Charlotte saw it on her plate and I told her she had to eat it, the look on her face suggested that I just told her she had to eat a spider. Is there anything as rewarding as making the effort to prepare a healthy and delicious meal for your child, and when they take a bite, they wrinkle up their nose and say, “That tastes like poop.”
She did end up eating it all, so I think her objection to the meatloaf stemmed not from the taste of it but from the fact that I had dared to serve her something she had never had before. It’s a good thing I didn’t sign up for this parenting gig for the thanks I would receive. Later, however, when I saw her and Penelope in their matching pajamas, some of the sting was taken out the whole dinner experience because they are just so damn cute.
I mean, really, how could I stay annoyed after seeing this?