|Posted by Nicole on June 14, 2011 at 4:13 PM|
I'm sitting here in front of a Caribou 900 miles from home using their internet connection to do my work for a few minutes (online teaching is absolutely a godsend when you have a child like Aiden!), and now that I've finished work I can brag about my flexible kids very quickly.
14 hours in the car (complete with old-school navigation by maps through various farmfields and dirt roads no thanks to a GPS who thought a 1.5 hour U-turn should do the trick) and no fighting, no whining, no tears, and no seizures. Praise!
New beds every 2 nights (when all of your family is here you have to share the
disaster love evenly).
We were in Old Navy, starving, a few minutes ago, killing time while the eldest is at a playdate and the 7 year old turns to me at the checkout and says, "Mom! Can we have those?" pointing to the usual jar of snacks/candy on the register. I start my auto-reply, "Honey, Aiden can't..." and am interrupted by the 7 year old finishing his sentence, "They're gluten free!! It says so right here!"
Love, love, love that kid. All of them - rock stars, again.
p.s. Individually packaged Fruity Pebbles Marshmallow Krispies are, indeed, gluten free. And ridiculously tasty on an empty stomach.
Categories: April-June 2011