Summer Time Joys... ermmm... yeah well, you take what you can get.

My youngest daughter JUST came into the world telling me she didn't want Cheerios for breakfast.

I was ready for the complaint - the one about how I only bought ONE kind of cereal and she's BORED with Cheerios and can't we just PLEASE buy something that comes with a prize... just once? (for the record, the Cheerio boxes had books on them)

but she surprised me... she doesn't want to eat up the Cheerios because...

"I want to make a new recipe with them - to share with the World!"

Somehow I think she knew I was sitting here debating what to write about today.

When you're 7 "popularity" extends to your mother's blog...

and that ends around...  8?

Summer is killing me... the kids want every day to be lemonade stands and swimming pools.

Okay, not quite true, some of the kids want every day to be Playstation and Wii.

The budget wants every day to consist of... well, meals made from scratch and sock puppet shows put on by mom.  Good thing we have a large supply of mismatched socks.  My imagination is failing me though... I think a goodly portion of the sock characters are named Stinky, Smelly, Holey, and my all time favorite "Fun Gus"...

I want every day to be naps and delivered meals... partly because my foot is killing me

Oooh, let's add "pedicure" to that list of things I want to do this summer.  and "get a tan!"

And yes - the foot is just fine - apparently I overdid it with my domestic canning day - I've been making up for it by ringing a bell and having them bring me bon-bons while I take pictures of my foot... (Note, I don't actually know what a bon-bon is... but a part of me thinks it must include chocolate... which my long time readers know I don't eat... no, I haven't sustained a head injury as well)

Today?  Today we're shoveling rocks, buying paint, putting said paint on the walls, driving kids to band rehearsal, driving other kids to help out at the cannery (maybe even helping there myself... that remains to be seen), delivering some ridiculous letters to a few businesses (no, I didn't read said letters... I didn't say I CARED about the fundraiser, I only said I'd help), and at some point in there... I think I'll probably kill a few minutes (or hours) kicking around my computer trying to read your blogs finally. 

Oh, and dinner... really, why must we eat EVERY day?  I think that I'd enjoy food a lot more if #1 - it had no calories, #2 - it didn't make such a mess in my kitchen, #3 - I didn't have to actually THINK of something to make. #4 - my kids would eat.


Speaking of eating... the youngest?  Her lofty ambitions for a new worldwide recipe of friendship, happiness and joy have been abandoned... and I'm finishing this up to a chorus of "What is there to EAT????"

back to reality.