Archive for January, 2009

Isn’t a fish stick just a fish stick?

January 30, 2009

Well, as usually happens at meal time, Thomas hates whatever I’m making and Anna is excited I’m making her favorite (regardless of what I’m making).  Today was fish sticks for lunch, with broccoli and fruit snacks.  For whatever reason Thomas always picks at least one part of the meal that is “disgusting”.  I guess today it was fish sticks.  As usual he started with his usual objections, then told me I make them wrong and then that they weren’t the fish sticks he likes, that Jeannie makes (the day care provider where he used to go).

The fish sticks I buy are pretty good.  I in fact like them.  They are from Costco, have less breading and more fish (or so the package claims).  They should be relatively healthy compared to other products out there.  They aren’t the cheapest fish stick out there, in fact, they aren’t cheap at all.  However, none of that matters.  What matters is will the kids eat them.  The answer to that is, not without a fight.  So, I’ve contacted Jeannie, gotten the name of the fish sticks she buys, from Grocery Outlet and will make my best attempts to buy the least expensive, least flavorful, most breaded fish sticks I can get my hands on.

At the very least my heart was warmed a little when I did an Internet search and found no fish were actually harmed in the making of the fish sticks Thomas likes.  Seems it’s breading with a fish like texture and flavor added in the middle!  Good for those little fishies.

Now, I’m stuck with eating the rest of the 10 pound Costco bag of fish sticks.  Oh well, I like fish sticks, and I can always get Anna to tell me they are her favorite meal!

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Why doesn’t grandma want me to spend the night

January 29, 2009

I’m sure it’s happened to everyone, or so I hope.  My mother decided she wanted to have the kids over to spend the night, or rather the kid…only one kid.  That meant that the other one wasn’t spending the night at Grandma’s.  How do you explain to a three year old that her brother is spending the night with Grandma, that Grandma just can’t handle both kids tonight?  Well, we worked it out, and had a great time.

Fortunately my daughter is pretty excited about anything different.  Although she was at first upset, she was also excited to have her own surprise, which I hadn’t yet figured out, but knew I’d have to provide if this was going to work out.  Then, the arguing started, Thomas wanted to gloat that he was spending the night at Grandma’s, and then Anna wanted to assure Thomas that she was getting a surprise.

What would be the surprise?  Well, I tried to start out small to test the waters, “Anna, do you want to go to Costco with Dad”, I asked.  “Yep!”, was her instant response.  Whew, that was easy, Thomas didn’t really care about going to Costco anyway.

Then, on the way home and on the way to Costco, Anna fell asleep.  Hmmm, to keep driving, or to swing into Costco, wake her up and say, “Surprise.”  Well, it was late afternoon, almost time for dinner and I sure didn’t want to go to Costco right about the time everyone was getting off work.  On I pressed, homeward.  At home Anna didn’t wake up for more than a minute while I laid her down so I could get dinner started.  But, what was I going to tell her about her surprise?  How would she react?  What would she say to Thomas when he gloated about spending the night at Grandma’s house?  Then, the door creaked open and my three year old was looking at me.  First thing I could think of was, “Hey, wanna have a campout tonight?”  Well, that’s all it took, she was excited again.  We had dinner, then the fun began.

We pulled out all the stops, I mean blankets, sleeping bags, pillows.  We made a bed in the front room, in front of the television and started talking.  We had some really good adult/three year old conversation.  She told me about Spongebob Squarepants, Patrick and Squidward.  Then she told me how she likes it cold and she was going to snuggle in her blankets and she would wake me up if she got too cold.  Then, she told me I was her best friend.  My heart melted and I thought, this is what it’s all about.  I never expected Grandma’s request to keep one child overnight to have turned into a father daughter one on one where we felt so close.

After an hour or two we were both asleep, camping out in the front room of the house.

We spent the morning going out to breakfast, talking, laughing, coloring at the table at the restaurant, and going to the grocery store.  When it was time to pick up Thomas, Anna was pretty excited to see him, but I think she’ll remember our campout, at least I will.  Thomas had a great time at Grandma’s house too, so it was a win, win, win. 

Irony…  Thomas became so very upset when we all got home.  He saw the sleeping bags, blankets, and pillows and started crying and ran to his room.  He said, “I’m mad at Anna and I’m mad at you Dad.”  Who would have known he would be so upset about missing a campout with his sister and Dad?  So, I had to promise another campout, which is fine by me.  I like sleeping on the floor 🙂

Stay at home dad…

January 28, 2009

you bet!  Can you imagine anything better than having two of the best kids in the world, and getting to spend every day with them?  I get to live it, each and every day, whether I like it or not 🙂

This is day one in many days of blogging.  I finally am someone.  I’ve finally made it!

I have a person to thank by the way, two in fact.  My wife, and her friend happiestmommies.  Without them I wouldn’t have tried this.  So, if you like what you read, thank me.  If you don’t, blame them!