A taste of my own medicine

Last week I picked Laney and Adam up to take them to the dentist. They missed lunch at daycare and I grabbed happy meals. I know, I know...not the best choice, but I do the best I can some days. So we are sitting in the car in the dentist parking lot eating, and I am holding the toys from the happy meals hostage up in front until they eat. Adam Jr. brings me up his bag of food. I notice that he has eaten all his fries, but NONE of his nuggets. I admonish him, "Adam, I am not giving you this toy, you have not eaten even ONE nugget!" He replies confidently, "They are not even GOOD for me Jen."

Uh. Yes, you are right. I cannot argue with that logic. So I laugh a little, and he sees this as a green light to continue, "Maybe next time you should get us the apples or something at least to go with it so we have something healthy to eat."

Beaten at my own game, I handed over the toy.

Not a good game

Adam Jr. had soccer game on Saturday. He took a HARD hit in the second quarter and actually had to be carried off the field and briefly recover on the side line. The team they played was very good, and beat our team easily. In the car on the way back to his mom's house I told Adam, "Good game buddy." He replied, "Jen, it was NOT a good game." I thoughtfully considered my response, and then replied, "You are right Adam, it was not a good game for your team." He said, "We lost?" "Yes buddy you guys lost, about 12-0." He replied, "We would have won if I wouldn't have gotten tackled by that kid and got hurt."

I pondered this. Really buddy, really, that would have changed the course of the game. You have not scored a goal all year. This team really wiped the floor with you guys. It was never even close. But instead I responded, "Its your story bud, tell it how you want to." My husband glanced over at me and just laughed.

What festival was that?

The other day I was helping kids make a healthy snack. Ashley and I were having almonds and craisins. She asked me, "Have you ever had these with carmel?" I answered, "No." She responded, "I did at the Apple Cajun festival."



"The apple cajun festival?" I said quizzically

"Yes." she replied

"I have never heard of that, when did you go there?"

"Last year with my mommy."

"The Apple Cajun festival?" I asked again.

"Maybe it was the application festival? I am not sure."

A light bulb went on for me..."Ash, was it the Appalachian festival?"

"Yeah...that's it. Whatever."