If you are new here, read my first What’s for Dinner post to get filled in on what the heck’s going on around here. If you have been to this rodeo before, let’s get to business.Nothing makes me need to bite my lip and count backward from 10 faster then poop in little boys underwear. I apologize for using the word poop in a post about dinner, but that was my reality today while I was trying to get dinner ready…Real life strikes again!
I will get back to that story in a minute….lets talk about something less disgusting!
Dinner turned out to be something completely different then what I had planned for tonight. I was having an extremely lazy day and was planning on having leftover clam chowder and maybe grilling up some grilled cheese sandwiches to go with it.
Then I got a call in the late morning from the Sister Missionaries from our church. They were calling to see if we were still set to have them over for dinner tonight….Whoops, I thought I signed up for next Tuesday….Guess my lazy day just got not so lazy!
I really didn’t want to go to the store, so I ended up throwing some stuff I had on hand in the crock pot and I made a batch of Artisan Bread (easiest tastiest bread, EVER), and rummaged up enough romaine lettuce and veggies to throw together a salad.
I was pleasantly surprised with the results! Pretty darn tasty! I forgot to get a picture of my plate, so this is what’s left of the second helping I am eating while I type this.
If you are wondering what I put in the crock pot, here ya go: One 8 ounce block of cream cheese, 2 cups milk, 2 large frozen chicken breasts, 2 tsp chicken bullion, 1 packet dry Italian Seasoning Mix. I set the crock pot to high for two hours and then took it down to low. about an hour later I threw in a chopped red pepper, a sliced red onion and 8 ounces of fresh sliced mushrooms. I took out the whole pieces of chicken and cut them into smaller sort of shredded pieces and I added a tsp lemon juice, 1 tsp sugar, 1/2 tsp salt, 1/4 tsp garlic powder and a pinch of sage. For another hour and a half or so. About thirty minutes before they were to get to the house, I mixed 1 1/2 tbsp of cornstarch with 3 tbsp water and stirred that into the mixture and turned it back up to high. It was ready to go right when they got here.
We served the Italian Chicken Sauce over egg noodles and I made garlic bread out of the Artisan Bread I had made earlier. Luckily I had made cookies last night so I didn’t have to worry about anything for dessert.
Back to the counting backwards from 10!
Yesterday, Thatcher came home from school and as he was putting his book bag away I thought I smelled poop, I checked his shoes and then that wave of “Oh no he didn’t,” came through me, I checked his underwear and sure enough……he pooped his pants.
This happened one other time at the beginning of the year, when he didn’t tell his teacher because she was helping other kids. We had a huge talk about it and this was supposed to never happen again.
He said it happened during math. They were working on a special project and he didn’t want to stop to go to the bathroom. Not a good enough answer pal! WE DON”T POOP IN OUR UNDERWEAR!!! Needless to say we had a big talk about it again and I thought we were understanding each other,
Well, Well, guess what I smelled today when they got off the bus, you know like an hour before the missionaries would be here for dinner and I still hadn’t even changed out of my pajamas or combed my hair or made the salad or garlic bread.
He had poop in his underwear AGAIN! Yes folks, that is two days in a row!
I think I almost bit a hole in my lip trying not to say things that might psychologically damage him. You know, things like, “Are you kidding me????” “What is wrong with you” POOP IN THE TOILET, NOT YOUR UNDERWEAR!” “Do you need to wear a diaper to school????”
After I had counted backwards from ten about 14 times, I finally asked why he pooped in his underwear, AGAIN. He said it was in math again and the teacher thought he was raising his hand to answer a question, but he was trying to ask if he could go to the bathroom. Okay, now I feel bad for thinking such mean things, SAD! But I’m still frustrated that there is poop in his underwear!!!!
I told him, “Thatch, even if your teacher isn’t listening or doesn’t understand, you can just get up, or say “Poop” even if she doesn’t call on you and run to the bathroom.”
Then we talked about how it would be a really good idea to go to the bathroom everyday before math, and check and see if he has any poop that needs to come out! I’m e-mailing his teacher tonight too, so hopefully she will help remind him to go before math each day.
If he comes home with poop in his pants tomorrow…so help me (as much as I love that little guy)….he’s just going to have to wait on the porch for dad to get home and clean him up….yep, I’m that mean!
I HATE POOPY UNDERWEAR!!!!
Keep it Real!
P.S. Charlotte wanted to show you her “princess of the house” perch. Her mother has given up on trying to entertain her and allows Barney to do it more often then she would like to admit. Charlotte loves to sit on that part of the couch and have a little snack while she watches her favorite show. If you look closely you can see that she has a snotty nose. Something we have been wiping every five seconds since Sunday. Good times!