Toast 2 Mom

Feeding Time

It was a lovely weekend....passing by quickly yet again. 

We were actually free of plans but made our own. Those included sailing for Daddio and Sydney, a trip to the beauty salon for Cheekers and Mommy, downtown trip to the lake for playground fun, riding the train, running and some snacks for the birdies. 

I do love these warm winter days in the south.

Boobs and Soup

Looking at the title of this post, how do these two go together? Well, they don't really - but they were both a part of my agenda for today.

I was talking to a friend recently who just turned 32. She said, and I realized the same thing when I turned 32, that she was twice her driver's license age. You wait for what seems like forever to turn 16 - and then boom, you've gone another 16 years like overnight.

I had one of those flash-by aging experiences today. I had my first mammogram today. I remember when I was probably in college, maybe high school, learning what a mammogram was and dreading the day I had to get one. But then 35 seemed like ions away. Back then the age to get one was 35. I'm a little over 35 now - and the requirements have changed - but my doctor thought now was as good of time as any. So today, I had the dreaded for nearly 20 years boob squeezing test. And it wasn't that bad. It didn't feel good. But it wasn't too bad either. And now let's hope the results come back not so bad either.

Another part of my agenda today was making soup. In Texas weather, it was actually cold this morning - 47. Considering yesterday was 82, I think today called for soup. And I love me some soup. So I made broccoli cheese soup - yum! I got all cute with it too and put it in a bread bowl. And I stole the whole idea from the Pioneer Woman.

I saw this recipe she made the other day. But what interested me the most was that she got her kids to eat it. Every time I mention soup, my girls squeal in disgust like I just asked them to eat worms in a bowl. So my idea was to try and make it fun and give them what they like. Oddly, my girls do like broccoli. So I made the soup this afternoon. And as dinner got closer, I could tell I was going to need to work some more magic to get them to eat it. So like any strong mother, I threatened them - no soup, no Halloween candy! Done.

I expected gagging sounds and fits and crying - what I got was empty bread bowls - score! My girls for the first time ever ate soup.....and liked it! A pretty good day.

Family arrives tomorrow - and I got some more cleanin' to do! Cheers!

Lunch with my Little Lady

I began my process today of becoming familiar with the grade school. Today I volunteered in the office for a couple hours. Then I got to have lunch with Sydney.

I had planned on going to get Subway for lunch, but Sydney has been begging me to bring McDonald's. (I'm sort of getting that other moms must bring McDonald's.) I really, really didn't want to bring McDonald's.

When I was volunteering, the office secretary who I imagine has been at the school for years, asked me what I was bringing Sydney for lunch. I told her about the McDonald's request and how I was probably going to get Subway. The secretary replied, "oh, they like McDonald's. It's a special treat in the middle of the day."

Basically she said, get over it, Mom....get your girl the McDonald's. So..... I did. And it turned out to be a good thing.

There were three other parents from Sydney's class also having lunch with their children today. The parents and their kids have to sit up at tables on the stage. I had hoped to get all the scoop about lunchtime and the day, but Sydney was pretty focused on eating, gobbling, her food. Again, I think the McDonald's was a hit.

We had thirty minutes to share lunch together. It was fun. I got to see her a little bit in her new environment, learn more classmates and have lunch with my girl - now that our time to share lunch is down to only two days a week.

The Evolving Subway Sandwich

When I asked Sydney what she wanted to do for her birthday, she said she wants to go to Subway at the mall food court....and then go to the Disney store. What she really said was that she wanted to go "to the place with the sandwiches with pickles and chips and cookies." "OK," I said...your wish is granted. So later this week, we'll be hitting Subway.

It may seem silly, but the fact that she wanted to go to Subway only makes her seem that much more grown up to me. Subway is a place I used to push - to avoid the standard answer of "chicken nuggets and French fries" when I asked what she wanted for lunch. Now granted, she does like the chips and cookies at Subway - but it's a start.

When I first started to encourage the girls to eat at Subway, the order was always a turkey sandwich, plain, no cheese, no mayo, no nothing. Today, here is how our girls orders her sandwich - turkey with cheese, a little mayo, extra pickles, olives and cucumbers. That's a pretty elaborate sandwich for a five year old. I think I only liked bologna and ketchup at that age!

The bad news is my girl is growing so fast. The good news is plenty...she's eating better variety foods. She knows exactly what she wants (though this has always been the case!) And for now, this year, she wants to still have her birthday lunch with her Mommy. I hope this lasts for at least a few more years. Sigh...

Late Night Blizzard Party

Let the week of sugar and spoiling begin with late night blizzards. Mommy and Daddio did some speed work at the track tonight. After dinner, it only seemed appropriate to have some ice cream too. The usual place Daddio and the girls go was closed tonight. So what's next - DQ! I've been drooling over those mini blizzards they've been advertising. And tonight we had a little blizzard buffet on the kitchen counter. Sydney had strawberry and some cookie. Cheekers had banana split. Daddio and I split (well Daddio got a couple bites) of French silk - yum. A good way to spend a Monday night, I think!

 
 
 
 

Bribery, It Works

So Mommy has an appointment today at the dreaded eye doctor. Syd was at school, but Cheekers had to join me. I was nervous to say the least about how this experience would go. But four eye rooms, three different people, one hour and forty five minutes...was all worth it to Cheekers to score a pink flower cupcake in the end. She was brilliant, and probably whined less than Mommy. (I hate the eye doctor.)

 

Cupcakes on vacation...of course!

Did we eat cupcakes on vacation? What do you mean, did we eat cupcakes on vacation....of course we did!!