What kindergarten looks like at our house

When did the years start going by so quickly? When I was 13, the distance between me and 18 seemed epic and endless. Then yesterday I had a baby,* and in fewer than two weeks she’ll turn 5. The day after that, she’ll be a kindergartner. Gather ye rosebuds, I’m home/schoolfeeling old. But this isn’t meant to be about me and my feelings. I was going to tell you what my kindergartner is going to be doing this year, schoolwise.
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This week in food

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Monday: Tacos.

Usually Tuesday night is kids’ choice, but I thought I’d get crazy this week and make Pete’s pick on Monday instead. His first choice was “ummmm, let’s go to Moe’s,” but I talked him into tacos at home instead.

Tuesday: Pineapple black bean enchiladas.

Wednesday: Breakfast for dinner.

Thursday: Fish sticks po’ boys

We used to make these all the time, and then I got tired of them. Rockford has requested they make a comeback, though, so here they are.

Friday: Pizza.

Stink Stank Stunk II: Revenge of the Nap

Years ago, I told you a story about a little girl and a big mess, and it was very, very gross. In summary: BabyPoppy was taking a nap and her diaper failed and horrors commenced. Pete’s version involved not only his bed but a visit over to my room, where his pal Addison was taking a nap.

Two miracles:

  • Addison escaped his visit unscathed, despite massive amounts of — um — scathe nearby, including on my pillow.
  • I didn’t vomit.
  • So the kids are watching Nick Jr. now, because I’ve given up on their naps after all that commotion. (Also, I don’t want to walk back into the bedroom just now. Flashbacks.) Pete has been decontaminated, Addison has been disinfected just in case, and the washer is very busy scrubbing away the awfulness. I wish there were something that could scrub my brain clean, though, because I think I’m going to have to get a new bed otherwise.