i was making tacos. It's a family favourite - & i had promised Neil supper would be ready early so we could head out to take Cai to her fiddling group.
Mixin' up the shells, i realize that i'm out of milk... i send the small fry to Mac's to pick up a gallon.
i fry up the beef & get out the veggies & cheese. Tiny sweet 5 year old has been complaining about her loose tooth for a few days now & is bemoaning the fact that she can hardly eat & she loves tacos. i offer to wiggle her tooth & see if it's almost ready to come out. I suggest maybe one more day, but she wants that thing out.
The milk comes - i start the shells - the tooth hurts - the baby grabs my legs yelling, "MAMAMA".
i tell little Miss to get me a kleenex & i'll see if i can yank that sucker out. i start grating cheese. Kleenex comes, i give it a yank, but no cigar, i give it a second yank - tiny tears appear in beautiful blue eyes & i feel horrible, but all we get is blood & no tooth. She gives me permission to give it one more try - she sings a pretty operatic note for me to keep her mind off it & i finally have the tooth in the kleenex. She is rewarded with a quickly grabbed handfull of money from my change jar. Her piteous tears arouse the sympathy of the large fry at our house & she quickly adds some extra change to her pile.
Burning taco shells...
i'm back on task... Charter grabs a tea towel to fan the smoke detector & i turn on the vent fan - we are like a well oiled machine where smoke is concerned... (should i admit this on my blog??)
Baby grabs my leg - i put him in his highchair & put a little pile of grated cheese in front of him.
Am rewarded with Big Toothy Grin.
Reward appreciated.
Supper arrives on cue.
Delighted children ignore the slightly smoky smell & noisily gather around the table.
Daddy receives important phone call & ends up missing it all...
A meal in the life of...
6 comments:
ah yes...:) --j
Ooooh, I wanna come for supper!
That sounds like my house (minus the children and the tooth)...but the burning and no milk is where it's at.
I thought the tooth fairy was supposed to come at night?
Awww, yes the days and moments when you wish you had more hands and arms. Thanks for sharing
Job well done, Paige! Mission accomplished! I think you did a great job. You get an A in my books:)
Carlee
That sounds lovely, really! And my children don't bat an eyelash when I set off the smoke detector...again...
hey! this is my plan tonight - complete with needing to go get more milk - and Wyatt and I are a well oiled machine in terms of the smoke detector... sigh... although in my defense, it also goes off with too much steam from the bathroom which it is right outside of...
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