idontbelieveingrammar

Last week was spring break which meant I spent the entire week with my own kids, rather than 180 of someone else’s. And I adore spring break even though it is mostly just a tease for summer. Because in Texas you can get a sunburn and if you drive far enough south even see a few bluebonnets. It is a week of not setting the alarm clock, messes and crowded places with lots of other kids.   W here I am always reminded that I am not exactly like the other moms. And I don’t say that in a I am better than you kind of way. Because I’m sure, in many ways these "others" would totally outscore me on a mom test. And I don’t even say it to knock myself. I just say it because it’s true and there is nothing like a crowd to help remind me. Tonight I bought my son who wasn’t tall enough to drive the real gokarts a few rounds in the batting cage as consolation. (don’t worry, I had him wear a helmet). And I got a few stares. Not because he was an all star (although ...

Tess can sniff out a baking mix from a mile a away. On my last trip to the store I picked up a packet of banana nut muffin mix. She had it waiting for me before I could even set my keys down. I sliced up a few bananas while she put paper liners in the muffin pan. She insisted on adding sprinkles and I said why not. We whisked and poured and put them in the oven. I barely got the oven door closed when Tess asked if her brownies were ready yet. Her brother piped up from doing his homework, never missing an opportunity to correct her. "Tess, they are muffins. Not brownies." Tess, " but I want brownies...." Me, "sorry, girl we just made banana muffins. With sprinkles. You like muffins; they will be yummy." Tess, realizing she wasnt going to win this one. " Well, can we just call them brownies?" Me: "Sure. You can call them whatever you want. But they are still going to taste like muffins." I laugh at my daughter's s...