It's HIDING!!

I gave Sophie an apple this morning because thats what she wanted for breakfast. About 30 minutes later, I realize she isn't eating it any more so I asked her where it was.

She told me it's hiding. I asked where it was hiding and she answered "I don't know. It's HIDING!"

Great.

I WANT JUNK FOOD

Is there anything better than hot wings and blue cheese?

I don't really eat a lot of junk food. I don't buy it. We don't keep it in the house. On any given day, if you were to come to my house you would find tortilla chips and salsa and that is it. No potato chips, no cookie, really no junk.

So it is rare that I crave junk food. Most of the time if I am hungry, carrots and hummus suits me just fine. Maybe for cottage cheese and tomato or a few sliced of creamy Havarti cheese.

But today, the rare day, I want/need/crave some junk food. Dorito's to be exact. Nacho cheese or cool ranch, either would do.

Mmmmmmm!

Swimming Anyone?

My kid comes up with the funniest stuff. When she see's an airplane in the sky, she will tell you they are "going shopping". She wants "hippo rides" instead of piggy back rides. The list goes on.

Yesterday, when picking her up from daycare, I think I heard the best though. When I arrived to get her, she was in just a plain white onsie. No pants. Weird since I definitely sent her in pants. And a different shirt for that matter. I assumed she had a potty accident.


Well it was a potty accident, but not the kind you think. Her teacher found her in the bathroom PLAYING in the toilet water. She was drenched in it. When asked what she was doing, she told them "Swimming"

I couldn't help but laugh about it.

Spanking

Me: Sophie, you do not do that. Go sit in your time out chair

Sophie: NO

Me: Go sit in your chair right now!

Sophie: NOOOOOOO

Me: You are going to get a spanking if you dont go sit in your chair. Do you want a spanking?

Sophie: Yes



So she spanking she got.

Lesson to myself: Don't threaten with a spanking if you didn't really want to spank her.

Mini Goal Met!

Today was my first official weigh in for my lifestyle changes. I have dropped 4 pounds since starting on 3/17/11.

It feels good. I know the end result isn't about the number on the scale. Or even the number on my jeans- its about me and the way I feel about myself- but damn it is rewarding to see that scale move back down.

11 more until my goal weight!


And in case you were wondering, I have been hitting the gym no less than 4 times a week for at least 30 minutes of cardio (I have been doing 35 lately though) and I have been doing the P90X Ab Ripper X twice a week. I know I need to add in more strength building, but for right now I am happy as a clam!

I have also been using SparkPeople.com to track my exercise and my calorie intake. I am trying to do no more than 1500 a day. So far so good!

Poison Control

It finally happened. I had to control poison control this weekend. I am honestly surprised it has taken this long since Sophie loves to put anything and everything in her mouth. I really thought she would grow out of it but she hasn't.

Sophie has a mad love affair with medicine. When you mention medicine to her, she runs to wear we keep it and stands there, looking up at me with her little mouth open wide, just like a baby bird. Not only does she take it without a fuss, she asked for it.

ASKS FOR IT! As in, she will be playing in her room and she will says "Mommy, medicine?" and I will reply "No, medicine is only for when we are sick". She will then hold her little hand over her mouth and let out a few measle coughs, look at me and ask again "Medicine?". As if she has just proved she is in need of medicine.

This love for medicine finally caught up with us on Saturday when I put a little pink Benadryl pill lying on the couch. This was odd so I picked it up too look at it. It had teeth marks in it. God Dang It. Sophie got the pill out of the dogs food bowl (he has allergies, in case you were wondering).

I asked her if she took Jakes medicine. She said yes. I did the good parent thing where I explain you dont take medicine with out mommy or daddy, blah blah, and go to put the pill back in the dogs bowl. When I do, I search for the second pill. It isn't in the bowl. It isn't around the bowl. It isn't on the living room floor or the couch. It is no where.

Well shit. She ate it. I called poison control. Luckily she was fine but damn it! Now they have her on file and probably think I am a terrible mother.

She was happy as a clam.

The Grilled Cheese

I love food. I love all aspects of food. I love making my meal plans for the week. I love prepping my dinners. I love the cooking process. And of course I love eating.

Last night, I made a delicious meal from a Rachael Ray cook I was given a few years ago. Honestly, I don't use my RR cookbook often and it has more to do with my dislike of her as a person than anything else. Her whiny voice, her annoying mannerisms, her scrunchy face- she just gets on my nerves.

That being said I made her Balsamic Chicken Cutlets over Spinach Salad. It was amazing. One bite in and Jeff said it was one of his favorite meals. The chicken had the right amount of season to it, the homemade dressing coated the spinach perfectly. All in all it was one terrific meal.

Which brings me to the point of my post. My favorite simple meal: The Grilled Cheese Sandwich. I know what you are thinking. Grilled Cheese is a kids meal. Ah, not so my friend. Not so at all. Grilled Cheese is for EVERYONE. There are tons of ways you can dress up your grilled cheese sandwich and make it "Adult".

If you get a chance check out the menu over at The American Grilled Cheese Kitchen. My goal is to make each one of those sandwiches!

Right now my favorite is sourdough bread (with a little garlic salt in the butter), Cabots Extra Sharp White Cheddar, 2 thick slices of tomato, 2 slices of crispy bacon and a little pesto smeared on one piece of bread. Mmmmmmmm!

Why do kids like ketchup?

What is the fascination with it. It's not even that good. If someone told me tomorrow I could never have ketchup again I wouldn't be sad (mayo and BBQ would another story though).

Yet my dear daughter would lick the shit off her plate if I let her.

And that's just gross.

Being Bad

I can't help it. I have no will power. In honor of UK's final four appearance tomorrow, my company is having Spirit Day today- which includes buying the employees lunch.




 What is lunch you ask? Well it is pizza and Chik-Fil-A. Not just any kind of pizza either. Sir Pizza. The only pizza I true love.




So despite, working my butt of in the gym all week (and the last 2 weeks) and count calories like a mad man- I am indulging in a little pepperoni and cheese heaven.

Sorry Kel!