Lydia, with genuine interest: “Whatcha doin’, Mom?” Me: “Sweeping the rug.” Lydia, immediately disinterested, “Whatever.”
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long sleeves
“Sam, are you looking forward to drums later?” I ask. “Yes!” Sam replies. “I am really excited about wearing long sleeved clothes!” He steps forward to reveal his outfit: a grey long-sleeve shirt with orange stripes matched with a tight pair of blue and neon green long pants. “Baby, you can’t wear those pants out. […]
lessons in autism
After running some errands this morning the kids and I were discussing where we should stop for lunch. “Can we go to Freddy’s?” Sam asks. “We are nowhere near Freddy’s,” I reply. “Yeah, but can we go to Freddy’s?” he asks again. “Baby, we are nowhere near Freddy’s!” I repeat, a bit exasperated. Sam dramatically […]
kitchen complaints, episode fifteen
“Thank you for grilling the chicken,†I said to Steven as we cleaned up after dinner. “Thank you for starting the coals,†he replied. “Thank you for putting on the wrong kind of sauce,†added Sam, who was not a fan of my marinade.
kitchen complaints, episode fourteen
This dinner is already not going well because Manwich saw fit to make a Bourbon Barbeque version of their Sloppy Joe mix in an uncannily similar package. Why would you do that to me, Manwich?? This exotic flavor is summarily rejected by the kids. “Oh hey, I forgot to tell you,” I mention to Steven, […]
kitchen complaints, episode thirteen
Last night we had tacos for dinner. Taco Tuesday! Sam began to sing one of his more frequent songs: “It’s raining tacos! From outta the sky! Tacos! No need to ask why . . . . . Why??” After the third time through, I hit my daily limit. “Sam, I’m done with that song. Eat […]
kitchen complaints, episode twelve
Another day, another breakfast. This time Lydia opts to take a shower first, which means they weren’t eating at the same time. Thank goodness for small miracles. Sam is just finishing breakfast when Lydia makes her way from the shower to the kitchen. A few minutes after he goes into the bathroom to brush his […]
kitchen complaints, episode eleven
My least favorite meal of the day is breakfast, especially on weekday mornings. The kids are hungry, ornery, and prone to make messes. They can take FOREVER to eat their meal, and they love to push each other’s buttons. If I was in charge, I would ban breakfast. But alas. Yesterday morning was another usual […]
kitchen complaints, episode ten
Sam is not a fan of the Imperial system, but this isn’t really so much a complaint as a cross examination. It was discussed over dinner, though, so work with me here. Sam: “Mom, how high does a plane fly? Is it close to the tallest building?” Me: “Planes fly at 39,000 feet, baby.” Sam: […]
kitchen complaints, episode nine
For dinner tonight we were all sitting down to a lovely spread of pork tenderloin and rice, one of the few dinners the kids will actually eat for the most part. Sam still isn’t a fan of rice since the whole FPIES thing. As Sam is thoughtfully chewing, it begins: “Mom, did you . . […]