Pete’s sick. He spent a good part of the morning throwing up, then he had a terrible diaper and went to sleep. He’s napping now. Poor little guy.
I’ve let Poppy watch far too much TV today.
I ordered Pete’s 1st birthday cake this morning. I thought about making it myself, but I found someone locally who had just the cake I wanted in her Gallery O’ Cakes. So that’s the way we’ll be rolling.
I asked Poppy to help me out with this week’s menu plan. Her only suggestions were peanut butter sandwiches and penguin beaks. Looks like I’m on my own.
Monday: Cheesy Curried Chicken.
Tuesday: Fish stick po’ boys.
Thursday: BBQ sandwiches.
Sorry, Chris. Maybe next year.