Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Beer, coffee, and vitamins..

8:20am. Vasco's sitting on the step and I'm helping him put his shoes on, and I'm trying to multitask: one hand on his shoes, one hand swiping around for my shoes, all while I'm chewing my multivitamin (have I mentioned that I am awesome at multitasking: I can chew and put shoes on at the SAME time!). Vasco: "Mom, when I grow up, I want that (pointing to the remnants in my mouth). I want beer, coffee, and vitamins." I'm really glad he added vitamins to the mix!
And, on a related but separate theme, I know that Mike and I enjoy a cocktail or a glass of wine or two every so often, but when your kids are playing imaginary tea-party with strawberry daiquiris, it makes you wonder...Funny part, now that I think about it, is that I've never made a strawberry daiquiri. I would have been less surprised if it were a margarita-on-the-rocks-with salt party. They also seem to know about the Statue of Liberty (never been there, never discussed it!), the EXACT text of about 59 books (today I had the audacity to say "workbench" instead of "workroom" while I was reading and was severely reprimanded), can find the "author" of a book on the back cover, eagerly ask how to say words in either Spanish or Bulgarian, and are about to take guitar (pronounced kitar) lessons with Mr. Kevin next week.

We have been enjoying summer...

... the zoo, with their cousins...


..and, in other news, I am a DOMESTIC GODDESS! or at least worshipped as a minor god by Mike's colleagues, whom I supply with fancily decorated cupcakes. This one came from Family Circle magazine. I was practicing making these, which I plan to make for the kids to take to school to celebrate their birthday with their friends.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

"You can't eat ONLY vegetables for dinner!"

What? That's what happens when Dad is left in charge. Ivanna went to happy hour with some colleagues from work so I was in charge of dinner. Pasta and vegetables. Our crazy kids, however, prefer to eat huge servings of peas and mixed vegetables than pasta. I suppose its good that the kids don't always listen to me. At least they didn't put corn up their noses.