Showing posts with label Haley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Haley. Show all posts

Friday, June 26, 2009

Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful?

Yes. She is.

She is 13, beautiful, smart, sweet, wants to be a veterinarian, and loves little children. Unless they're from the same gene pool as she is. Then she still loves them, but doesn't love to show it.





More coming soon! Things have been so busy over the last few weeks that I haven't had time to update the blog, but soon enough you will be inundated with pictures from the dance recital, soccer camp, vacations, 4th of July, our summer party, and then the 1st day of school. 'Til then.... I'm out.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Eat Mor Chikin

I had my wisdom teeth removed yesterday. It was surprisingly painless. Really. I was expecting the worst - nausea from the general anesthesia and pain and grogginess lasting for a few days. So I had 3 days' worth of meals prepared for the family ahead of time. Well, that was the plan. When Haley found out I had chicken nuggets planned for tonight, she asked if she could make them herself instead of me making them Tuesday night and Roger reheating them. I thought that was a good plan. Reheated chicken nuggets aren't all that good. I was pretty sure I could manage stove supervision even if I wasn't feeling well. But I feel fine, and I still got out of cooking! Here's how it went:


Haley started out by cutting the chicken into bite-size pieces.




Landon counted the eggs for her. She only needed two, but he had to count how many there were in the carton. He got to crack and beat both eggs for Haley to dip the chicken nuggets in. Then she dredged them in a flour/breadcrumb mixture.


Meanwhile, Erin made fruit salad.



And Alec and Carrie were still doing their homework.


Then things started to break down and Haley and Alec started wrestling.


This makes my face hurt. Aren't we supposed to be cooking dinner and doing homework??




But Landon kisses my boo-boo and sets the process back on track.




Erin and Landon prep the tater tots. They are such good helpers.




And Haley cooks the chicken nuggets.



"Mommy, I don't want any tater tots. I don't want any shicken nuggets. I just want fwuit salad." He's tired. And he has a bruise on his right eyelid. It's a boo-boo from a few days ago.




Moooove over, Chick-fil-A!




Dash waits patiently for something to fall on the floor. Poor doggie.




Ever wonder what a meal for a family this large looks like? Here it is all laid out. I fill the plates, in birth order, on the island and everyone takes their own plate to the table. Plastic for everyone under the age of 12. "Real" dishes for adults & kids 12 and over. Now that's a lot of food! Notice that I got oatmeal. Yum.



Bon Apetit!