Bless the step-dads

Mike and Lawrence were hanging out yesterday and at the store Lawrence was trying out the D-word - dad.  Just tossing it at the end of sentences, telling Mike he was the best dad, daddy, dad...

Then he asked Mike if Henry was dead since he hadn't heard from him in a long time.  My sweet little tactless 9 year old boy says  "it's been so long I'm surprised I remember his  name!"

And *poof* Mike was back to being Mike.  Dad experiment abandoned.   I feel for both Mike who can't quite claim that mystical title in Lawrence's life, and for Lawrence who is struggling to reconcile what he has and what he doesn't. 

:(  frowny face moment. 

Mini-mission of the day - success

Today I deleted 5 people I didn't really know off my Facebook friends list.  I still have 71 friends, which means I have a lot of purging to do since I really only know about 10 people.

Spring Break sucks for the rest of us

Had a decent weekend with the family, lego club, OMSI, bought all the gear for Little League (no way those protective breifs cost $23 to make...) and even went to a farewell party for one of Lawrence's karate teachers.

I started planning summer and Lawrence was positively SHOCKED that his daycare costs would be about $1200.  Last year we did more specialty camps and an overnight camp and the total was more like $2500, but I won't let him know that.  This summer we are flying home to see my family and I am coming back to work and Lawrence is staying behind for spoiling with the grandmas.  He loves the idea of flying alone and hasn't done it since he was 5.

I even scheduled out our transportation plan for next term (yes, with two commuters and Lawrence in karate, baseball and bowling, we need a well-thought out plan) and it is ugly. 

So, a productive weekend, which is a good one in my book.  Now if only I got a week off like Mike and Lawrence do, sigh, back to work in the morning.

TV smiles

Okay, so this is a lame post to break my silence when I have trip and school and work and life updates, but, oh. well.

I love the new Philadelphia Cream Cheese cooking spread commercial.  It says:  "chicken, chicken, chicken.  There are a thousand ways to cook it, you know only 2 of them..."

Ha!  That is the story of my kitchen life!