In one of our moments of random family geekiness, we were looking up music trivia before 7 am today. Specifically, The Zombies and The Kinks.
Ian: Mommy, Keeghan is a Zombie Baby. Why is he a zombie?
Me: Well, he’s very tired, and he’s making a zombie face.
Michael: Yeah, he’s hungry for our brains.
Ian: I’m the one who attacks the Zombie Baby. AND RIDES ON HIM.
Me: I don’t think you can actually ride your brother.
Keeghan: MMMMMMMMMMMMM!
No afternoon nap for a certain cranky baby, so we took a walk with brother after school.
.75 miles
Miles today: 4.08
2.58 miles
This is Irish Soda Bread. More accurately, the recipe says it is American Irish Soda Bread. Seems like there’s one word too many in that name to me. Also known as tomorrow’s breakfast. The recipe called for “coarse white sugar,” which I naturally didn’t have. What DID I have on hand? You guessed it. Gonna have to do.
And now, because I was completely reckless and made another food related promise, we will make pizza for dinner. Wish me luck.
I absolutely just bribed my kid to clean up his toys by telling him we’d bake brownies when he was done. I know that’s awful parenting but I didn’t much care. It’s raining and we can’t go outside. Plus, I want brownies.
Ian: Mommy, are we doing this backwards?
Me: no, we’re doing it exactly in order.
Ian: But, I LIKE backwards.
Me: Sorry, sweetie, you have to make the brownies, then eat them. If you could eat brownies before you made them, no one would ever make brownies. And there would be no brownies, and that would be sad.
Ian: (pauses for thought.) So. We make the brownies, then we eat them.
Michael: come on, Ian. Time to go to church and talk about JEEsus.
Ian: NO DADDY. I ALREADY KNOW ALL ABOUT JEE-SUS.
Michael: (surprised) really? What do you know?
Ian: I forget.
This is how we celebrate Easter.
My three Thugs. (Nobody shot them, so it’s ok.)
Self Portrait
This one only wants to eat things he can bite now. He’s getting pretty good, too. Hide your crackers. They aren’t safe.
Total miles today. 4.3!