Sorry for the lack of a post yesterday. It was, after all, Family Day, so technically I was supposed to be spending it with my family and not the internets. (Apparently unlike some people.)
Today's song comes via a roundabout anecdote. It is currently the munchkin's favourite song, after I used it in a photo slideshow for the month of January (which I just completed this weekend). The reason it was even used is because I liked it so much when I heard it in the movie Stranger Than Fiction (great film, btw).
Whole Wide World by Wreckless Eric
Friday night saw us having chocolate fondue for dessert because the original plan (to have it for dessert on Valentine's Day) didn't work out (read: MTM made two desserts for one meal):
Saturday morning we piled into the car and hit the local mall, where Toys R Us was having a celebration for something or other. There was a
Not to mention Cookie Monster:
But by far the most fascinating thing (other than the McQuarrie Vader I found) was the science "experiment" they did with the kids. It allowed them to make "slime":
She still hasn't gotten bored with the stuff.
Saturday night we went out for fajitas at our favourite place. It was incredible. The munchkin needed no bib, no highchair, and no extra entertainment other than conversation with her parents. We all shared the steak fajita platter, and had a blast; capped off with a piece of cheesecake (which, despite claims to the contrary, was not distributed equally, since the shortest of the three of us consumed far more than her parents).
Sunday morning, in an effort to get some quiet time for my wife (i.e. where the munchkin wasn't running around and screaming), I taught her how to do this:
What is that, you ask? Why, it's what any
Sunday afternoon, we went into the city for dinner with my wife's family:
It was quite a bit more, uh, nice, than I am used to. Unfortunately, my wife's aunt dumped beets in the middle of my plate, and since beets make me, uh, puke, we ordered pizza after we got home. (Aside: when you serve dinner to guests, do you dump everything you prepared on their plates, or do you ask what people would like, or rather not have? We're of the latter ilk: "Do you like beets? No? Well then I won't soil your plate with them.")
But, there was a dog who went from terrorizing the munchkin during dinner to being chased around the livingroom afterwards:
Monday was spent lounging around the house. We did take a drive to see "what was open" (nothing), wherein the munchkin slept for 20 minutes, which then completely spoiled her afternoon nap (none) and left her suprisingly non-cranky for the remainder of the day.
What did you do?
I also posted a new Daditorial, looking at being able to afford stay at home parents.
6 comment:
Sounds like a fun weekend.
We spent the weekend getting our house in shape. Doodle loved it cause he got to watch a ton of tv.
And, seriously, I HATE beets. It's pretty much the only vegetable that I really can't stand. My parents used to cook them for dinner often since we grew them in our garden. Bleck.
As for when company comes over ... we tend to do it more buffet style depending on the guests. And, we always ask first.
And, mmmmm ... fajitas. Cheesecake. Jealous.
sound like a very family oriented weekend! :)
OMG about the beets. I'll serve myself thank you and I never plop food on other people's plate - unless they are a child of course and need that help!
Love the chocolate face!
Sounds like a great family day and weekend.
Serving food?
We are rarely so formal as to warrant being served, even when the china is out at holidays.
We tend to serve food family style so that people may serve themselves and control what they take and the portion size.
I'm a big fan of this.
I worked. Cuz I'm dedicated like that.
Scratch that - I wanted to take a floater when I actually need one.
I've never met anyone who has served beets or liked beets. Seems very... 50s.
When it's just us eating, I fix plates in the kitchen and bring them to the table. But when we have company over, I put everything in/on separate bowls/plates so people can serve themselves. I hate it when someone hands me a plate full of food that I don't like, because I always feel obligated to eat it.
This weekend was all about survival. LOL
It was not Family Day here, so we pretty much berated, beat and bloodied our kids like any other normal day.
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