Week 13

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We all missed Bella while we were on spring break. She missed Jim.

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This is a disaster waiting to happen.

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The Airplane Sandwich Story
Jackson, for as long as I have known him, has hated sandwiches. It's not such a big deal when they are young and at home, you can always make them whatever they want. It does become a problem when they are school age...what do they take for lunch if they don't like sandwiches? For several years, every day, Jackson has taken a Lunchable for lunch. Works for me...it's very easy to prepare his lunch every day. Until one day out of the blue, he says he can't stand Lunchables any more, can't stomach eating another one. I don't blame him, but there's still the problem of what he's going to take for lunch so I say, "if you don't want a lunchable and don't like sandwiches, what are you going to take for lunch?" He says, "I like sandwiches." I say, "Really? What kind of sandwiches do you like?" He says, "the kind they serve on airplanes." "Seriously? The sandwiches made with stale rolls, one see-through, wafer thin slice of ham and one wilted piece of lettuce? THAT'S the kind of sandwich you like? Fine." Hence, the Airplane Sandwich was born. Mind you, my Airplane Sandwiches are made with fresh rolls, two, sometimes three, slices of ham, and crisp lettuce, but it's the best facsimile I could come up with.

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This is Jensen telling me the story of the Little Red Hen who makes the bread and asks all her friends to help. None of them want to help make the bread but they all want to help eat it. Too cute!

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Jensen has a penchant for lining up her toys. I walked into the playroom today and found all these Barbies (Dang, we've got a lot of Barbies!) lined up in rows on the floor. Weird.

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This was a day I was dreading. Jordan and I had an event to go to (the NCL Chapter Tea...more about that next week) where appropriate dress was required. And by "appropriate" I mean something other than basketball shorts and oversized t-shirts. So, we had scheduled a shopping day. Hard to say who was dreading it more...me or her. Well, from my perspective anyway, it turned out to be not so bad. Jordan found an outfit appropriate for the tea along with several more things along the way that weren't basketball shorts or oversized t-shirts. And I got to go shopping with my daughter!

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I take a lot of pictures of food...sorry about that. This is Irish Eggs Benedict. I don't remember where we first had this...it was long ago, way before kids, when we actually went out for leisurely brunches. If Jim were here right now I'd ask him and I'm sure he'd remember the restaurant. Me, I don't remember. We loved it so much, we make it at home whenever we're craving a hearty, filling Sunday morning breakfast. The recipe: english muffins, corned beef hash (yum!), poached eggs, hollandaise sauce. Mmmmmm.