I REALLY wish I had a picture to go with this post! Unfortunately, I didn't think about taking one until it was too late.
This morning I decided to make pumpkin shaped sugar cookies to take to California for Thanksgiving. Not traditional Thanksgiving fare, but I needed something that would survive tomorrow's six hour trip. Besides, Makenna doesn't like pie. Unbelievable, but true.
Anyhow, I had already made the dough and was busy flouring the table when Kevin came in. I had planned the cookie making to be a quick solo project, but Kevin got excited when he saw what I was doing and went to grab the rolling pin. We worked on the cookies for awhile and were just putting the third batch in the oven when I looked down and saw that he was totally and completely covered in flour from head to toe. And that wasn't the worst of it. I looked down at his hands and saw that they were absolutely filthy. Now I'm not talking about a little grime here. I'm talking about totally caked and thick with mud. He had been playing outside earlier. Needless to say, the cookies will not be traveling down to California with us tomorrow. However, I am going to let my kids eat them. I was serious when I said that I am a laid back mom. :)
Monday, November 23, 2009
Kevin: "Mama, what is a slave?"
Me (trying to explain in language he might understand): "It is a person who is trapped by another person and has to do lots of work."
Kevin: "Like flying?"
Me: "Umm......sure....and cleaning the house and working outside."
Kevin: "Why does Santa have a slave?"
Me: "Oh, a sleigh!"
Another Christmas conversation-
Jonathon: "Mama, wouldn't it be silly if Mommy and Daddy were really Santa Claus and they put cookies out for Santa Claus and then ate them themselves?"