It felt like the clock was going backwards today. Every time I glanced at it I would have sworn it was later than what the clock was telling me. Not that it was an overly bad day but I had a headache because of the weather and Ian woke up early from his nap and was a little crusty all afternoon, so when it came time to plan dinner, I played Lego with the boys instead while Kyle napped.
A quarter-to-six rolled around and I still hadn't really thought of dinner. When I asked Shaun he said, "Kraft Dinner," so I complied. I didn't feel like having a fight about it. I hate Kraft Dinner and I hate even more that he loves it. I decided to throw in hotdogs just to make it extra unhealthy (might as well go whole hog, right?), while I made a salad for myself and warmed up some BBQ pork from lunchtime. I sent Shaun and Ian with the remote into the TV room and told them they could watch anything they wanted for the 10 minutes before dinner was ready.
When I finally called them at 6 o'clock, Shaun came running into the kitchen shouting that he smelled hotdogs. When he looked at his place setting and saw just what was for dinner, he exclaimed, "What a great day, Mom! I didn't spill any of my snack at school; I got to play Lego when I got home and you made me an airplane; we're having Kraft Dinner aaaaaaand hotdogs for supper and I got to watch whatever I wanted on TV aaaaaaand hold the remote."
Geez, what a rough life this kid's got if that's all it takes to qualify for a great day!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
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Isn't it great that such little things make his day?
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