As a mother of four, multi-tasking is a way of life. And during a typical day it all usually escalates during dinner time. I’m usually found swirling around the kitchen chopping, boiling, microwaving and stirring all while helping with homework, quizzing for spelling tests and settling a quarrel or two.
In the summer, it eases up a little that we don’t have official homework and we don’t have such an exact time schedule. But we still have to eat by a certain hour or the walls come tumbling down. So I can still be found swirling around the kitchen, I’m just usually in my swim suit and cover up.
One such summer evening, we were actually down at the lake enjoying a full day of boats, sand, water and of course, tractors while Daddy-O was up in town at a meeting. That was our last evening at the lake so after an early dinner we were packing and driving up to town. Packing bring’s its own challenges as my “helpers” typically unpack things that I’ve already packed. So in the midst of all the normal dinnertime busyness and lake trip packing I was doing the dishes and I over heard Fletcher sharing his train of thought… (this is where having a more extraverted child is helpful because you get a glimpse inside their brains to hear their inner thoughts!) …as I heard him say “I’m going to put my jello in my pocket!” almost as if it were a song. I paused from my rinsing and scrubbing and wondered, “Did I just hear what I think I heard? Did he just say what I think he said?”
And low and behold, YES! He had actually successfully put his orange jello into his pocket! You see, I have this “special family recipe” for what I call, “Pick Up Jello”. A friend’s mom used to always make it to bring to the lake and she called it Knox Blox, the box calls them Jigglers, but it’s basically extra firm jello that you can pick up and hold in your hand and it wiggles. “Watch it wiggle, see it jiggle…” ok, forgive me, but it was such a catchy slogan. Anyhow, Fletcher evidently hadn’t finished his jello with his gourmet dinner of jello and hot dogs and he decided since we were packing to leave that he would just put his jello in his pocket and take his to-go!
Oh, to be a newly three year old boy! You never know what you’ll find in those pockets!
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| See the orange squish? 🙂 |
