Monday, October 26, 2009

Because America Runs on Apples

The little boys and I had a fun and exhausting weekend. We went up to Utah to say goodbye to my cousin, Daniel, who is leaving for his mission in a couple weeks. Daniel is one of the few people I know who can quote a Jedi master in his farewell talk and make it work, even add an additional dose of spirituality to the talk.

We got back late last night, and I decided in the morning after feeding Asher stale Dad pancakes and dropping him off at school that Luke and I would stop by Dunkin' Donuts for our breakfast (because we can't take Asher anywhere to get donuts--darn egg allergy).

So, I got us two chocolate cake donuts and ate (or inhaled) one, reminding me of morning sickness on the Boston subways and making me a little nostalgic.

But, Luke wouldn't eat his.

I begged. I tried to sneak a bit in his mouth (that's usually what I do when I'm trying to get him to try something new and sugary). What does it say about my priorities that I'll let him miss out on a bite of asparagus, but NOT a bite of donut?

He got mad. Then, he started to cry, "I want elbows."

"You want elbows?"

"No, I want elbows." (at least that's what it sounded like)

Then, I realized that Luke was turning down a Dunkin Donut chocolate cake donut for an...


I wish I wanted an apple over a donut, but I'm afraid I'll pick the donut every time.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Halloween Time

Halloween is my favorite holiday. Here's some decorating we've done (the pumpkins on the top of the bookcase are from our camping/pumpkin patch trip that Jessica is far more on top of documenting than I am). Imagine the Frankensteins with stapled mouths--as soon as I get to Home Depot to get our staple gun fixed. And, the random block of moss on our table will be covered with lollipop ghosts when I feel brave enough to tackle that arts and crafts project with the boys.