Guess whose Kindergarten class got to visit Mrs. Boyds Foods 2 class this week for a Halloween Party?
You guessed it! Spider Oreo's, pumpkin stories...
Halloween music and flubber.
Working at the same school as my kids definitely has it's perks.
It's truly ironic. The exact week I assigned the annual chocolate chip cookie contest for my Foods students (a test on Function of Ingredients), Maisie became obsessed with baking a cake without a recipe. She's got a passion for baking.
This is her list of ingredients....
Wednesday after school, with an apron and a hat, she gave it a whirl.
I didn't my darnest to shut-up and let her figure this out...
She reminds me so much of myself. I want to push her to be better. She ended up with a batter.
I was exhausted from a long day a work. Had 6 mouths to feed and get to bed. I certainly didn't want anyone experimenting with cake in the kitchen. But it turned out she would also need frosting.
Good Lord.
But she did it. And decorated it with a rainbow.
I wasn't expecting it to have descent texture; let alone texture.
Lets just say by the time she reaches my Foods class, she may as well be teaching it.
Apparently, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Mike celebrated turning 40 this week. Granted, he is blessed with an incredible wife who shares our life in a blog, but beyond that he has co-workers who treated him to the ever-famous Gusto Pizza for lunch at work. He paid for it throughout the night and I paid for it in the morning. Getting ready for work in the same bathroom has never been so nauseating....
BUT.... He is 40 now and apparently he's all grown up. I'm also completely jealous of him right now. Why? Mack calls him 'Dad' and absolutely adores him. I have yet to be called anything by Mack, but know the mom-connection will take a while longer given his history.
I've got time.
We brought out the 'Flying Wish Paper' this week. This is the tissue paper you write wishes on, roll it up and light on fire. It floats away as you pray it doesn't catch the house on fire before it turns to ash.
Mack even wrote a wish.
However, it was in Chinese.
Luckily for me, I have a resource for situations like that.
Turns out Mack wished for one thing.
It say's "Peace".
God Love Him Forever and Ever.
Ross didn't have football practice, nobody had homework, it was too cold for an outdoor fire...
The situation called for a living room football game.
It was Mack and Maisie...
Verses Ross and Moo
I don't know how it ended or who won... but nobody cried or fought. So I'm counting it as a win.
Who'da thought my first photo of my 4 together would take place during a game of living room football... blurry and all, I'll take it.
I'm a little behind with pictures. These were actually taken over a week ago when GG and Papa came for a visit. No, we haven't moved into a red trailer, Mike got himself a couple storage containers to hold some of his cargo. We're classy like that.
My little fashion queen strikes a pose. Wrist brace an' all.
Meanwhile, this is how us country-folk entertain ourselves on Saturday nights. We don't get out much.
That's probably a good thing.
My fire building fans...
And Mack seems to be a natural out here. We need to get that boy some boots.
Luckily for us, Aunt Kelly has a knack for knitting. She's passing it on to Maisie, who is already way beyond her mamas knitting skills.
It's an American Girl Doll pot holder!
Lo and behold, we found something that distracts Mack from his Ipod....
The boy LOVES building fires.
I knew he was ours.
For the first time he actually 'asked' us a question. We were on the porch when he came outside, pointed to the backyard and said, "Fire?"
The same thing happened the next night.
Apparently in China they don't make fires often.
But you'd never guess by Macks passion and skills at gathering, stacking and encouraging the flames to breathe.
Ross even had him on the 5-wheeler for the first time. I don't think I've ever seen him smile so big- from either of 'em.
Meanwhile this little stinker models he new shades.
I often find Maisie 'petting' Macks hair and telling him how much she loves him. She just loves Mack and the feel of Asian hair. I've got to admit, Asian hair is totally foreign to us.
I'm sure Mack's annoyed, but doesn't show it.
I kinda think he's starting to like us.
Maisie and Molly have been playing a lot of dolls. They often tell me their baby is 'adopted from China'.
Of course I encourage them and tell them how beautiful their babies are.
However, I wish there was an easy way to tell them how important having an incredible partner fits into the equation....
