"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are small matters
compared to what lies within us."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


Since I was sick yesterday, I thought I would just heat up some delicious homemade chicken and rice that I made the other day. My efforts were met with extreme joy.

"This is disgusting", said my 16 year old son as he heated up a cheap, high processed, frozen meal for himself.

Little Catherine was subtle. She threw herself on the floor and shrieked, "I don't like it, I don't like it!"
I tried the ignoring technique.

"This tastes like glue, I can't eat it. I'll just make myself a sandwich". Anastasia decided.
I tried the strict approach.
"You either eat that chicken or nothing!" I bellowed.

Isabella ate in silence for a long, long time.

My husband said he had a stomach ache while gobbling up several Butterfinger bars.
I gave him the evil eye.
He quickly realized his mistake and slumped, possum like, into the chair with his eyes closed and started snoring.

I scooped up everyone's dishes from the table.
Everyone smiled until I began to transfer the chicken in a freezer bag. "I'm saving this for a special occasion, like your birthday!" I told them all.
I see the Golden Arches in my future for tomorrow.


  1. Like looking in a mirror my friend! ;)

  2. I may have heard many of those comments around my house a "few" times. Grrrr!

  3. Soo BTDT! When that happens to me, I follow my secret mom tips:

    1. I secretly "repackage" the leftover. Chicken and rice? Add some broth and some chopped up veggies and "Voila!" chicken soup for dinner the next night. Or throw in some cheese, salsa and taco seasonings and call it Mexican Chicken.
    2. When I serve the dinner I serve it late (so everyone is extra hungry).
    3. I make a yummy dessert (something I don't do very often), and no one can have dessert unless they eat their dinner.
    4. If/when none of those work then I eat the leftovers for lunch every day until it's gone. *sigh*

    And the worst part is that the next time I serve Chicken and Rice they'll eat it as though it's the yummiest thing they've ever had. Dishes that used to be their favorite become disgusting and vice versa all the time with my kids and I never know why! *huge sigh*

    Mary in TX


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