Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Sunday, January 06, 2013
Almost Cookies
My oldest child woke up before me on Saturday and RAN downstairs, suddenly mixing and stirring and getting out ingredients and insisting that I stay out of the kitchen.
Once in the over, he let me know that "he didn't quite have enough ingredients, but he just put in what he had."
This was the result.
Well, they were supposed to be peanut butter with chocolate chip cookies it turns out.

They were more like ummm, peanut brittle.
I laughed but I also almost cried because he made them for me because we never have peanut butter cookies since he is allergic (only slightly). It went awry, but he is so very sweet.
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Once in the over, he let me know that "he didn't quite have enough ingredients, but he just put in what he had."
This was the result.
Well, they were supposed to be peanut butter with chocolate chip cookies it turns out.

They were more like ummm, peanut brittle.
I laughed but I also almost cried because he made them for me because we never have peanut butter cookies since he is allergic (only slightly). It went awry, but he is so very sweet.
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baking,
Lil' Satchmo
Almost Cookies
My oldest child woke up before me on Saturday and RAN downstairs, suddenly mixing and stirring and getting out ingredients and insisting that I stay out of the kitchen.
Once in the over, he let me know that "he didn't quite have enough ingredients, but he just put in what he had."
This was the result.
Well, they were supposed to be peanut butter with chocolate chip cookies it turns out.
They were more like ummm, peanut brittle.
I laughed but I also almost cried because he made them for me because we never have peanut butter cookies since he is allergic (only slightly). It went awry, but he is so very sweet.
Tweet
Once in the over, he let me know that "he didn't quite have enough ingredients, but he just put in what he had."
This was the result.
Well, they were supposed to be peanut butter with chocolate chip cookies it turns out.
They were more like ummm, peanut brittle.
I laughed but I also almost cried because he made them for me because we never have peanut butter cookies since he is allergic (only slightly). It went awry, but he is so very sweet.
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Labels:
baking,
Lil' Satchmo
Friday, January 04, 2013
Regarding Avocados
Ok so, let's get this part out of the way. I don't eat a lot of vegetables. Or, any of them. (Ok exaggeration). But, some of them are just so much grosser to me than the others, that I can barely even stand them.
A recent addition to this list is avocados. Not because of anything the avocados have done. They're still laying about being green with the big pit and rather innocuous.
No.
It's the gawdawful commercials.
On the radio several times a day during my ATL commute, I have to hear these nauseating commercials about avocados. Seriously, do avocados NEED better PR? That's my first question. Because people who love them seem to truly just BE MAD FOR THEM. Secondly, PLEASE MAKE LESS ANNOYING COMMERICALS.
The one with the lady pretending to have a cooking show? She's saccharine and annoying during her make believe, and then it's just sort of pitiful and embarrasssing for her when she gets caught by her kid playing make believe, please knock that one off.
But the worst one? The lady who who made chicken salad and chopped up avocados in it and brought it to work. Her boss steals her sandwich and then I SWEAR you give me like, 15-20 seconds of me LISTENING TO HIM EAT IT? I can HEAR HIS SALIVA and every chomp. It's VILE.
Literally, it's sickening. If he was sitting next to me in a restaurant I'd have to hum loudly to get that sound out of my own head so that I could eat. Who thought this was a great idea?
You might think oh well there they are successful because they've got you thinking about avocados but I'd disagree. Because you see, they didn't convert me - which should be their goal by spending advertising money. They should be seeking out us NON-avocado consumers and making us COVET their product. Instead, I think "Why would I want an avocado? Apparently you live in fantasy land and eat like a foul pig if you eat them."
Also, I have PMS. Can you tell?
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A recent addition to this list is avocados. Not because of anything the avocados have done. They're still laying about being green with the big pit and rather innocuous.
No.
It's the gawdawful commercials.
On the radio several times a day during my ATL commute, I have to hear these nauseating commercials about avocados. Seriously, do avocados NEED better PR? That's my first question. Because people who love them seem to truly just BE MAD FOR THEM. Secondly, PLEASE MAKE LESS ANNOYING COMMERICALS.
The one with the lady pretending to have a cooking show? She's saccharine and annoying during her make believe, and then it's just sort of pitiful and embarrasssing for her when she gets caught by her kid playing make believe, please knock that one off.
But the worst one? The lady who who made chicken salad and chopped up avocados in it and brought it to work. Her boss steals her sandwich and then I SWEAR you give me like, 15-20 seconds of me LISTENING TO HIM EAT IT? I can HEAR HIS SALIVA and every chomp. It's VILE.
Literally, it's sickening. If he was sitting next to me in a restaurant I'd have to hum loudly to get that sound out of my own head so that I could eat. Who thought this was a great idea?
You might think oh well there they are successful because they've got you thinking about avocados but I'd disagree. Because you see, they didn't convert me - which should be their goal by spending advertising money. They should be seeking out us NON-avocado consumers and making us COVET their product. Instead, I think "Why would I want an avocado? Apparently you live in fantasy land and eat like a foul pig if you eat them."
Also, I have PMS. Can you tell?
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Regarding Avocados
Ok so, let's get this part out of the way. I don't eat a lot of vegetables. Or, any of them. (Ok exaggeration). But, some of them are just so much grosser to me than the others, that I can barely even stand them.
A recent addition to this list is avocados. Not because of anything the avocados have done. They're still laying about being green with the big pit and rather innocuous.
No.
It's the gawdawful commercials.
On the radio several times a day during my ATL commute, I have to hear these nauseating commercials about avocados. Seriously, do avocados NEED better PR? That's my first question. Because people who love them seem to truly just BE MAD FOR THEM. Secondly, PLEASE MAKE LESS ANNOYING COMMERICALS.
The one with the lady pretending to have a cooking show? She's saccharine and annoying during her make believe, and then it's just sort of pitiful and embarrasssing for her when she gets caught by her kid playing make believe, please knock that one off.
But the worst one? The lady who who made chicken salad and chopped up avocados in it and brought it to work. Her boss steals her sandwich and then I SWEAR you give me like, 15-20 seconds of me LISTENING TO HIM EAT IT? I can HEAR HIS SALIVA and every chomp. It's VILE.
Literally, it's sickening. If he was sitting next to me in a restaurant I'd have to hum loudly to get that sound out of my own head so that I could eat. Who thought this was a great idea?
You might think oh well there they are successful because they've got you thinking about avocados but I'd disagree. Because you see, they didn't convert me - which should be their goal by spending advertising money. They should be seeking out us NON-avocado consumers and making us COVET their product. Instead, I think "Why would I want an avocado? Apparently you live in fantasy land and eat like a foul pig if you eat them."
Also, I have PMS. Can you tell?
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A recent addition to this list is avocados. Not because of anything the avocados have done. They're still laying about being green with the big pit and rather innocuous.
No.
It's the gawdawful commercials.
On the radio several times a day during my ATL commute, I have to hear these nauseating commercials about avocados. Seriously, do avocados NEED better PR? That's my first question. Because people who love them seem to truly just BE MAD FOR THEM. Secondly, PLEASE MAKE LESS ANNOYING COMMERICALS.
The one with the lady pretending to have a cooking show? She's saccharine and annoying during her make believe, and then it's just sort of pitiful and embarrasssing for her when she gets caught by her kid playing make believe, please knock that one off.
But the worst one? The lady who who made chicken salad and chopped up avocados in it and brought it to work. Her boss steals her sandwich and then I SWEAR you give me like, 15-20 seconds of me LISTENING TO HIM EAT IT? I can HEAR HIS SALIVA and every chomp. It's VILE.
Literally, it's sickening. If he was sitting next to me in a restaurant I'd have to hum loudly to get that sound out of my own head so that I could eat. Who thought this was a great idea?
You might think oh well there they are successful because they've got you thinking about avocados but I'd disagree. Because you see, they didn't convert me - which should be their goal by spending advertising money. They should be seeking out us NON-avocado consumers and making us COVET their product. Instead, I think "Why would I want an avocado? Apparently you live in fantasy land and eat like a foul pig if you eat them."
Also, I have PMS. Can you tell?
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Thursday, January 03, 2013
Tuesday, January 01, 2013
Starting It Off Right

Starting off my New Year's Day baking with my children was possibly the best thing I could think of to do, to start 2013. It got me thinking, while two of them were stirring and the other two were having a bit of a Gangnam Style dance around the kitchen, that my good friend is right, I hold back stuff that other autism parents might like to know.
I thought of this, when I was taking out cups for water.
It isn't a decision that seems that monumental. All parents move their kids from sippy cups to regular cups.
Except that, I moved mine at about age 7.
That's not something I have ever felt good about sharing. So weird, but - my 8 year olds aren't that great with regular cups. When we go out to eat, we still give them sippy cups for their soda because CHAOS. Soft cups get squished in over excited hands, cups go flying if hands are flapping. Their hands do flap and flail a bit sometimes, especially when excited or upset.
My oldest son built our fire by himself last night. That's not a skill my twins are ever likely to pick up. But, they gathered close (after I took this picture of course), and waited for marshmallows to burn up crispy for our New Year's Eve treat of smore's while we watched Dick Clark's New Years Rockin' Eve.

It's not a perfect life. But it's ours and I like it. I even like it on the days I don't like it at all.
I think that's the trick.
So it's 2013. Time for another year of adventure. I hope you enjoy it as much as I will.
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Family,
New Year's Eve
Starting It Off Right

Starting off my New Year's Day baking with my children was possibly the best thing I could think of to do, to start 2013. It got me thinking, while two of them were stirring and the other two were having a bit of a Gangnam Style dance around the kitchen, that my good friend is right, I hold back stuff that other autism parents might like to know.
I thought of this, when I was taking out cups for water.
It isn't a decision that seems that monumental. All parents move their kids from sippy cups to regular cups.
Except that, I moved mine at about age 7.
That's not something I have ever felt good about sharing. So weird, but - my 8 year olds aren't that great with regular cups. When we go out to eat, we still give them sippy cups for their soda because CHAOS. Soft cups get squished in over excited hands, cups go flying if hands are flapping. Their hands do flap and flail a bit sometimes, especially when excited or upset.
My oldest son built our fire by himself last night. That's not a skill my twins are ever likely to pick up. But, they gathered close (after I took this picture of course), and waited for marshmallows to burn up crispy for our New Year's Eve treat of smore's while we watched Dick Clark's New Years Rockin' Eve.
It's not a perfect life. But it's ours and I like it. I even like it on the days I don't like it at all.
I think that's the trick.
So it's 2013. Time for another year of adventure. I hope you enjoy it as much as I will.
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Labels:
autism,
Family,
New Year's Eve











