I still don’t get the title

Clifford the Big Red Dog
Once upon a time, the angry mommy came to the happy foods. And the happy foods screamed like this, “AAAAAHHHHH!” And the mommy was SO MAD, she was so mad, and then the food cried.

And the toys blew away, and the angry mommy got rid of those toys and throwed them in the trash can! And everyone blew away. And they came back down, and everyone was happy. So was the happy mommy. While they were happy, they decided they wanted to play.

The End

Why is it called “Clifford the Big Red Dog”?
Because that’s the title.

But he isn’t in there anywhere.
He is! He’s in the title. He’s the illustrator.

Why was the mommy so mad?
Because they yelled and screamed like this, “AAAHH, Ahhh!”

What did the foods do to make the mommy mad?
They throwed everything out of the house, and the parts of the house blew away, and the friends blew away, and the angry mommy blew away, and everything was all gone. And so did the people. The people looked stern also. (That means very angry.)

Why did they look so stern?
Because the foods are still crying, and they’re saying “No.”

Why are they saying no?
Because the mommy ran, ran, ran away, and she didn’t like it.

What didn’t she like?
She didn’t like saying no.

Well, why did she say no?
I don’t know. Oh! I said “no”! I must be stern.

Drip drop drip, little March showers

Menu Plan Monday logoIt was rainy all weekend, and it’s still drizzly this morning. That may or may not have to do with the fact that I can’t think of anything to share, really, other than the week’s menu.

Monday: Meatloaf
We’ll be dining with friends tonight, which means we’re starting the week with a meal I don’t have to cook.

Tuesday: Bourbon Chicken
Bourbon chicken doesn’t actually contain any bourbon, so I’m a little flummoxed about its name. But it looks tasty, so we’ll give it a shot. It also looks a little bit like the Peanut Butter Chicken, which might mean that Poppy will try it.

Wednesday: Scalloped Potatoes

Thursday: Breakfast for dinner

Friday: Pizza