What it’s supposed to look like
Over the river 210 freeway and through the woods, to grandmother’s house we went. The muppets and I ventured to Lake Arrowhead in the San Bernardino Mountains for Thanksgiving this year. Continue reading
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Sunday Morning Breakfast
Good news. All the emergency notification alarms in our house work.
It was bright and early Sunday morning. I had two sprightly and awake muppets – who do not understand the concept of a lazy Sunday. Perhaps it was the lack of caffeine in my system prior to the day’s dawn, but I was suddenly struck by inspiration to have a stereotypical suburban family morning.
Mickey Mouse pancakes for everyone! Continue reading
Summer Music in the Park
The 2013 Silicon Valley BBQ Championships were coming to Santa Clara. It sounded entertaining. It also sounded tasty.
More importantly, the city was putting it on within walking distance of our house. So when the boys announced they wanted to go to the park at 10 a.m., I decided we were going on an adventure. Continue reading
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Lunch
The mercury was rising. The natives were getting restless. Which usually means impending crankiness. Which is our typical signal for lunch.
What better time to take advantage of a lazy summer Sunday? We threw on some sandals and 20 minutes of whining, bargaining and begging later, we were ready to head out. Time for a gourmet mid-day meal. (As the following tale could happen anywhere, I’ll refer to our dining destination by a pseudonym – Yellow Canary.) Continue reading
Chowdown at Five Guys
Like an old western television serial, we pushed open the doors to the burger joint. It was lunch for the taking.
The clock was about to chime high noon. The countdown was upon us to feed small people and get them to nap before meltdown. Every man (or mom) for himself. Continue reading
Nemo. He’s What’s for Dinner
So either our boys aren’t picky eaters or we need to be paying more attention to their social skills. The following was the dinner conversation on Tuesday night.
In either case, we’ll be waiting by the phone for our Parents of the Year accolades. And not likely adopting a goldfish anytime soon. Continue reading
Learn From My Poor Parenting Decisions
“It seems like a good idea” never is. Ever.
It’d been a long short week. And when I went to pick up the boys, Destroy was sitting on the floor of the playground poking his finger through the toe of his shoe. Continue reading
Dining with Small Children
TURTLE WEENIES! YAY!!!
Search and Destroy were very excited about the evening’s culinary offering. (To clarify, we were having tortellini for dinner.)
While the “eat whatever you want with reckless abandon because it’s the holidays and things are just really tasty” season – general running from the turkey of Thanksgiving through the chocolate goodies of Valentine’s Day – has concluded for this year, the muppets are still going strong. Continue reading
The Cornbread Stuffing Caper
Ten years ago I was home from college, rifling through the refrigerator looking for sustenance. Hidden in the back corner I found a jar of Jet Puffed MarshMallow Whip. The expiration date was 1988.
My mother has never liked food. Cookies in our house were generally of the sugar-free, salt-free, cholesterol-free, sodium-free, fat-free, taste-free variety. AuntJ has oft visited the annals of San Fernando Valley familial homestead only to announce, “Ok. Let’s go get some actual food.” Continue reading
Well What DO You Want for Dinner?
Destroy was busy narrating the scenic drive and telling us about his day as we completed the short drive home from school. Weeknights are always a bit frenzied round these parts – get kids, get home, get dinner – as we race the clock to beat a hungry muppet meltdown.
“Do you want spaghetti for dinner?” I interrupted the little narrator?
“No,” he replied matter-of-factly. “No getty.” Continue reading