What your Husband lets your kids get away with. . .

I had the pleasure of entertaining some of Beth and Jennifers' friends at their house for a Pampered Chef party. It was so much fun. We made all chocolate recipes, of course. While I was "working" HA HA, my husband was taking care of our children. I love my job! I get to entertain all the time and we have so much fun. How cool is that? OK, OK, so back to the story.

I got home after the show and there sat my beautiful boys watching "Gremlins", yes the 80's scary movie that I was not allowed to see because it was PG. I did see it later and I was scared to death of those little creatures. Now my kids are 8 and 4. I was so upset I could not believe he let them watch that movie. His response was, "they wanted to watch it." I asked, "and if they wanted to watch 'Nightmare on Elm Street' you would let them watch that too." He said no he would not let them watch that. Thank goodness. I told him if they had nightmares he was going to deal with them not me. He said oh, they will be fine they are not scared. It came time to go to bed and Thomas the 4yr. old started crying and did not want to go to bed. He said the "Gremlins" were going to get him. I told Thomas it would be ok because Daddy was going to get a sleeping bag and go sleep in his room with him. Needless to say my husband was not to happy with me at that point.

They did sleep through the night with no problems. I did have issues the next day with Thomas not wanting to take his nap because of the "Gremlins". Now that was this past Sunday and yesterday as his teacher was puting him in the car from preschool he asked if he could watch it again. I told him no and proceeded to tell the teacher the sorted story. She laughed and asked Thomas if he was afraid of the "Gremlins". He told her he was a little scared of the ugly slimy ones. She laughed again and said you know they are not real don't you. He looked at her real puzzled and said, "Have you seen the movie?" Well we both busted out laughing.

So I guess the moral of this story is: If you leave your husband alone with the kids be sure to hide the scary movies.

Birthday Blues. . . .

Just celebrated the big 39. Hated it! My Mother and Father called the morning of at 7:30 to sing to me and wish me a Happy Birthday. That was very sweet. Mark and the kids took me out to eat at Kampi. My oldest has learned the joy of Hibachi Shrimp. He enjoyed his so much that he ate mine too. I did get one or two before he finished. Now as for the youngest. He is at that stage where he does not want to eat anything unfamiliar. That is anything that is not pizza, hot dog, peanut butter sandwich (except at school), yogurt and cereal. He has had the chicken at Kampi before and liked it. But, for some reason every time the chef put anything on his plate he would say NO! Thank goodness the folks that sat on that end of the table had raised two boys and nothing my kids did seemed to bother them. As for the two that sat on the opposite end they were to involved with themselves to notice anything else. Oh, I guess that would be for another day. Tune in for my rant on public displays of affection. HA HA!!

Anyway, we made it through the entire meal without incident. Mark still trying to convince Thomas he really liked chicken. Mark offered Thomas some of his Fillet Mignon. Well, Thomas has decided he really likes that. So Mark did not get much of his meal either. The waiter comes brings our check and Jack announces, "It's my Mommy's' Birthday today!" Of course the waiter scampered off and returned with everyone else and a piece of chocolate cake. The whole table sang while I stood with my cake and candle. Of course the kids loved the cake. We ended the delightful evening by going to the "Cookout" for milk shakes. Sh!! don't tell anyone. I am supposed to be eating better and losing weight.

Next year will be my one year anniversary of my 39th Birthday. I refuse to go any higher on that chart!