I find myself saying that too much. Sonja just showed me the beautifully bound cookbook produced by the second graders.....recipes from each child, all compiled by the teachers....and oops, I remember Sonja telling me we needed a recipe...and I remember MEANING to get to it, then I totally forgot....until just now when she showed me the book. Oops. I told her I was sorry....but. Ouch.
Jonathan is supposed to decorate a construction paper turkey....and I HAVE to remember to help him with it.
I spent three hours in the kitchen today making 4 apple pies. We are having pork chops and stuffing and mixed veggies and then, apple pie....it smells heavenly in here. I cut up some of the chops and poured Frank's hot sauce/butter over them...better than wings. It is time to eat now, I just took a quick put-my-feet-up break, which is over now....
Monday, November 9, 2009
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I think all moms have plenty of "oops" moments. Too bad kids have such great memories, but good thing they're so forgiving. (Right, Hannah?)
mmm! That food sounds so good!
I remember my first big ooops.....the night the tooth fairy didn't come! Talk about ouch!! I love your blog!
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