It was a busy weekend. On Saturday I was asked to do a presentation so I dropped off my kids with my very generous brother-in-law, who was tricked into watching all four of my kids. After unloading all the children and feeling very proud of my punctuality and organization, I shut the door… with my keys locked inside. Luckily, my mom and dad kept a spare key and bailed me out, so I was only a little late the talk, but I felt very frazzled. After that we scheduled to have pictures taken with my folks and grandparents at Portrait Innovations, on a Saturday. Surprise! They way over-booked and the place was a zoo, a very cramped zoo with only enough Legos for each child there to have 2 each. Here’s a photo montage of how each of the kids did smile/behavior-wise:
Here’s what we are eating this week:
Monday, the 24th: Chef salad, blue corn chips with guacamole and an apple walnut yogurt salad.
Tuesday, the 25th: “Sunday”chicken in the crockpot, hot crash potatoes, blueberry yogurt salad
Wednesday, the 26th: Spaghetti and meatballs (my last jar of homemade pasta sauce, sniff), green beans and oranges.
Thursday, the 27th: Leftover roasted chicken soup, something “bready”, pears.
Friday, the 28th: Lemon butter broiled tilapia, sweet potatoes, broccoli.
Saturday, the 1st: Chili, orange rosemary cornbread, carrot sticks.
Sunday, the 2nd: If I feel brave I might give these Fried Plantains with Carnitas and pico a try.
Have a good week!
Bonus Family Culture Plan!
Monday-with Pope Francis’ February intention of respecting the elderly, I’ve really wanted to take the kids for a visit at Wheatlands (the nursing home in Kingman). We hadn’t been in over a year. Well, the kids were really, really sweet and on the way home they said we should do it once a month.
Tuesday-Educational night-practicing sight words with Gus and spelling bee words with Jude.
Wednesday-Confirmation-This week is the Q and A with all the juicyfun sexual morality questions. So we’ll take any prayers you send our way.
Thursday-Grumpy Gorilla. Pretty much every night dinner goes like this: Jude or Gus ask what is on the Family Culture Plan. Xavey exclaims with glee: “Wets pway Gwumpy Go-rilla!” Zelie cheers. Then I have to explain that we can’t play that every night. This scenario repeats itself the next night.
Friday-Family Dance Party. Jude has agreed to be our DJ. That boy won’t dance even when bribed with candy.
Saturday-The kids invented a game this weekend on their own. They call it Mousehole. I chuckle every time I say it. It’s my new favorite expletive. Jackie and I will be playing Mousehole with them on Saturday.