WHOLE

my SECOND favorite thing 

about having a baby in the house who is drinking whole milk:

so i can use it to make our oatmeal.

creamy and delicious:)

peanut butta' time

when i say i like peanut butter,

most people don't fully understand how much i like peanut butter.

i REALLY like peanut butter.

it goes on anything i can think of.

with a big glass of milk on the side.

breakfast of champions!

sllllluuuuurrrrrrp! {cereal milk edition}

thank you general mills for producing my all time favorite breakfast cereal.

reese's puffs.

OH's are my #2.

battling for #1,

but peanut butter is hard to match.

i'll let them continue to compete for my love and affection.

i have never been a "drink my milk after i eat my cereal" person.

i've been told it's the best part.

but it has always grossed me out.

and once the cereal is gone,

down the drain it goes.

like dirty water after a bath.

the milk is there to moisten the cereal.

and that is all.

it gagged me to watch other people slurp it down.

then in college my roommate would sip her milk with her spoon.

{shredded wheat with raisins, and honey generously drizzled on top}

small little tastes.

and not dirty looking at all.

so i tried it.

and

loved

it.

in fact,

i ate it for dinner most nights.

and breakfast.

and sometimes lunch too.

honey milk.

DELISH.

but i have never dared to spoon the milk after eating the cereal with any other cereals.

the thought still haunted me.

and i most definitely could not imagine slurping straight from the bowl.

but yesterday morning while i was indulging in my peanut buttery bowl of goodness,

baby chase awoke.

and awoke with gusto.

starving.

NAY,

ravenous!!!

so starving that a binky could not contain his patience.

i needed something more than the cereal to fill me up,

and spoon feeding milk was just not going to cut it on time.

so i grabbed that bowl with my right hand,

chase in my left arm, and on my left hip,

and i slurped that dirty peanut butter after cereal milk right down.

and do you know what?

it was ALMOST the best part.

imagine that.

no gagging necessary.

BUGS.

our halloween oatmeal has "bugs" in it.

spoooooooky.

...

this morning brennan came into my room.

carrying woody and his monkey.

he told me they are great toys.

"and could we go downstairs b.c the sun it out so it's wake up time."

on the way downstairs i told him the trunk or treat was tonight.

where we go to the church parking lot and get candy passed out from everyone's trunks.

and that he would even get to wear his halloween costume.

"noooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

this is what he said.

he clearly did not understand the candy part.

"i want to go TRICK or treating, not thaaaaaat!"

well ok then.

i love 3 year olds.

funny little people they are.

just call me yoda...

corn flakes and ice cream

when i was a kid johanna's was my favorite restaurant.
corn flakes and ice cream.
it was on the menu.
and my mom always let me order it.
so sunday night i told brennan all about how we were going to breakfast on dad's day off, and that he could order corn flakes and ice cream if he wanted.
which of course he did.
and you know what?!?!
they don't have it on the menu anymore.
good thing i talked up the hot chocolate and scones too.
otherwise we would have had a real emergency on our hands.
new labor day tradition,
i hope.

max ate half of this scone herself.
i kid you not.

2 brekie's

first she eats her breakfast.

then she get down from her seat.

and climbs up into brennan's seat.

and eats his.

it's really funny.

what's not funny?

the jeep stalling.

and the ac going out in it yesterday.

actually is IS kind of funny.

until it's not.

jeep!

jeep for sale!

Eggs & Toast

I can't decide if I'm more annoyed that they didn't eat it or of I'm more annoyed that I took the time to make it.

cracked

when the toddler helps with breakfast.

cure for the grumpies.

i like a big breakfast.
it always cures the grumpies.

14 serves 3 here

every week we make it the way the box says.
every week we get the same amount.
3.
i like mine golden brown and gooey in the center.
the gooier, the better.
just don't give me one all the way cooked.
it's just not as exciting.
but the box says we are supposed to get 14 out of it.
14!
and we get 3.
granted they want you to make them smaller than a floppy disk,
and we like them to rim the plate.
kinda like how i went to the store last night for bananas and milk, but came back with everything i needed to make dinner for a week.
and Popsicles b/c we were out.
and even though it wasn't "on my list,"
it was "on the list" in my head.
the running one that is constantly adding and removing items.
the one that i cannot accurately remember every item on every time i go,
which is why it is ever adding and removing.
it would be much easier to just write it down,
but then i would have to commit it to the list.
it's so much more of a "sus" when it's not "on my list."
kind of like getting 3 pancakes when you're supposed to get 14.
wait, i dont' think it's the same...

the 5th of july.

dr. scout master was in full garb.
the neighborhood breakfast has been going on for something like 51 years.

at least that's what i heard someone saying in line.

we've been coming for 4.
when you get there late, like after 9am, you wait.

and wait,

and wait,

and wait in line.

some more.

toddler heard pancake and we were doomed.

thank goodness for some pretty ladies in the kitchen who gave the pork loin a spoon of whipping cream.

he had them at hello;-)

water park with gmg and gpg to wash it all down.
read the sign on the fence.

do pork loin's count?
max and i spent most of the morning under an umbrella.

i want her clothes.

pork lion refused to get in the picture with us.

"no! no! nnnnnno!"

i don't want to see a piece of red meat the rest of the week.

just vegetables.

and maybe some chicken.

maybe.

pudding vs. yogurt

he wanted pudding for breakfast.
of course i said no.
until i looked at the labels.
and realized that the pudding may actually be healthier.
well, less sugar at least.
so he's eating pudding for breakfast.
and crying that he can't have both pudding AND yogurt.
the man picked.
tomorrow's pickings should be interesting.
it doesn't seem like either option is really that great.
but for some reason i feel better giving him the yogurt...
served with a side of oatmeal.

breakfast, wrapped up.

a big breakfast always starts my day off right.
this is my latest and greatest.
breakfast burrito.
scrambled eggs with mayo and salt.
wrapped up in a grilled whole wheat tortilla.
side of fruit.
yessssssss pleasssssssssssse.

GOODmorning.

a GOODmorning:-)

dreaming of steaks, burgers, Cheetos, & so forth

i can always tell when i'm extra hungry in the morning b/c i have dreams about eating food all night long.
last night i dreamt about steaks, hamburgers, tacos, Cheetos, and lays classic potato chips.
i was extra hungry, and apparently wanted meat and fried chips.
let's just say i woke up needing a little more than oatmeal wit berries.
and fast!
i woke up needing frosted shredded wheat, raisins, honey, & brennan's whole milk.
it's a good source of fiber, so they say.
or a good source of fulfilling hunger.
whichever.
i now feel amazingly full.
which means i may be able to be a little more lovely when asked questions this morning.
i don't do well when i'm hungry.
i get snappy.
so just make sure i'm fed and watered.
we'll all be happier:-)

bisquick

over some unusually thick pancakes this morning, we discussed a serious topic.
why is manny not married?
handy manny.
it's been sean's favorite show for a good 6 months now.
he's a single, attractive young man, with integrity, a positive attitude, and a thriving business.
and yet, there seem to be no callers.
TAMN should be notified immediately for her next MO' Matchelor.
i think brennan just said "alligator."
i have witnesses.
and what is up with the bisquick mix?
thick like biscuits i say.
very filling and quite tasty, but they claim one batch makes 14.
we got 6 out of our batch.
does that mean i ate 2?
the things wouldn't spread out.
we laid 'em out on the flapjack flipper
(the big long black thing we got from our wedding. did you get one too? we love ours.)
and they laid there like big tasty biscuits.
which would be fine, except we thought we were making pancakes.
i've scoured the box at least 3 times with only a few distractions.
no luck.
we seem to have followed the directions for "pancakes."
i still feel like i ate butter smeared, syrup covered, biscuits for breakfast...
and they were really good.