Happy Monday! Today is the first day of school for my first born so the potluck will be abbreviated due to “labeling fatigue”. Any mother of a lower grade school student can feel my sticky, sharpie stained pain. After labeling pencils, crayons, markers, rulers, pencil boxes, books, notebooks, backpack, lunch box and water bottle I just need a nap…
So today’s food is NOT homemade at all. This is a real
What is up with Holly’s coccyx?
Just the question, “how long could this possibly persist?” And if your answer is anything in excess of one more week please don’t mention it…
Let’s find out who is Peep of the Week!
This comment was in reference to last week’s Peep of the Week:
Dude. Drama TOTALLY needs to write me a letter.
(Jealous!)
This week’s Peep of the Week has created one of those picture inside of a picture inside of a picture inside of a picture….events in my brain because in reference to last week’s Peep of the Week the original creator of Peep of the Week wins this week’s Peep of the Week! Congrats Loralee!
And now for something really different…
Rhett (2) pleaded last night that I spread peanutbutter on his bacon. Since his bacon was of the faux variety I reasoned that putting peanuts on top of soybeans would be no big deal.
He reports it is very yummy. In fact he requested it again at breakfast. No one else in the family is brave enough to try it so I have no collaboration if it is true.
Yep, it is that time again…
a bunch of green bananas.
One more thing before you rush to find your peanutbutter and bacon…
Please click over to read what I think is one of the most amazing posts ever written:The Eighth Wonder of the World by Writer Dad.
Go! Have a happy Monday!
Thank you so much for sharing the writerdad post! That was AWESOME.
Now, I am going to sound like an idiot, but why did my last two comments for this post, about the peanut butter and bacon (would it be called a sandwich?) potluck, show up with potty training Nirvana?
I mean reading about me wanting you to call Rhett Elvis twice on a completely unrelated post can get confusing, not to mention ruining the whole funny part (at least in my mind) in reference to Elvis’ love of peanut butter and bacon (okay it’s really banana) sandwiches.
I’m so confused, that I hope this finally makes it to where I intended it to go, because I’m starting to ramble on – wow, that song just started playing on my computer… how weird is that? So weird, in fact, that I actually misspelled weird and I NEVER do that! Don’t look, because I already fixed it. 😛
I forgot to add in my earlier comment that I’m SO IMPRESSED and PROUD that you actually label the things of your children….
On my daughter first day of school, the teacher asked me to stay and help check in the supplies for the other kids. I did not mind, so I did. The day before I had labeled everything a 1st grader has to take (which is a WHOLE LOT in my opinion). When checking everything in, I had to label every other kids stuff because their mom’s didn’t do it.
So the teacher, or whoever was helping her, thank you!
I broke my tailbone almost 15 years ago.
And while I no longer need the donut, I can still feel it shift sometimes when I sneeze.
And now I put on my falsely bright voice to say, “But I’m sure yours won’t do anything like that!”
Are those cookies over there?…
I have green bananas in by bowl, too.
And my coxxyx is just fine.
So people actually think that they can trust the folks at grocery stores? I say boil everything – even the green bananas.
And peanut butter on soy bacon. I’m pretty sure that was what fueled the Huns in their quest to conquer the known world. If Rhett gets that patented, you might have college paid for at least one of your three. And given it’s not real bacon, I think that you have an actual shot at a patent.
well I’ve made no secret for my love of my favorite treat–the chocolate and bacon bar so I can understand–the pb might be OK as its real bacon–the faux kind is just a lie 😉
Love your Villaroy & Boch dishes.
P.S. I meant to leave that comment on the post with the ACTUAL summertime photos. Otherwise it would make no sense, duh.
I am a dumbass.
Oh my god, how cute are those BOYS? Such great summertime pics.