Alright, so I am implementing some changes around the Plantation. Puttin my foot down and tellin it like it is. I am a working girl now, right? There is so much on my plate with conference call and trip and meeting and scopes of work -- not to mention how much time I spend look the aforementioned words up in the dictionary. Lord have mercy, this whole professional thing can be like becoming bilingual!
Anyhoo, with all the travel, I have decided to start to delegate. I mean they are 4 and 5 now -- time to suck it up and contribute to the family, right? So we started last night with something simple and age appropriate: deboning a chicken. I KID. I KID. I thought about starting out with pedicures. I mean they could practice on me, right? But IJ nipped that in the bud. Fuddy Dud. So I began with "Packing Your Lunch for School"I put no rules or regulations in this. cause I believe in free spirited choice. I believe in allowing my children to have the artistic freedom to create lessons of their own. Uhm -- PUMP THE BREAKS ...Is that a mustard and jelly sandwich?Seriously? What about some peanut butter?!? Why can't we just be NORMAL? I look at him and ask "Do other kids pack mustard and jelly sandwiched?" I think we have determined he marches to the beat of his own drummer. Like a Keith Moon or Ginger Baker. Or Animal on the Muppet's. But when he chows down --YUMMMMMY! He's making 4 more. For the whole family.
Cause mustard is totally the new peanut butter.