There's no guilt in desert, if its what's for dinner. Right?
Diabetes. Schmiabetes. Hopefully, this gets me Awesome Mommy credit. I'm saving up my points so I can get the kids to set Big Daddy and me up in one those good nursing homes. You know, the ones where they change your adult diaper more than once a day, and they don't steal your stuff.
And because I know you're wondering....Yes, it was hot as Satan's buttcrack today, and the banana splits were DELICIOUS!
hello! it's the first official weekend of summer! this is what you are supposed to have for dinner.
ReplyDeletewe had pina coladas for dinner. and three bites of pizza. and jake's drink didn't have rum. this year. maybe when he's 4
Thank you (belatedly) for joining me in my maternal delinquency. The Stepford mommy's of the world would have served their little darlings a chef salad.
ReplyDeleteMmmm...pina coladas. Good luck getting Jake to drink rum. Mine run off whenever I offer them alcohol.