I’m serving up myself a nice hot dish of humble pie* for dessert tonight….
Yesterday I made the following comment on someone’s blog :
“I don’t think TV is appropriate for young children at all, and only in small doses for older children.”
I followed that up by entertaining my children for a half an hour looking at pictures and YouTube videos of animals from the cuteoverload.com site.
I loathe the overly cutesy captions and comments, but we were all cracking up at kittens attacking empty boxes, overfed hamsters, and the world’s tiniest snail.
I know, I know.
It’s just that when the kidlets wake up from their nap and I’m already on the computer, they immediately beg for pictures of dinosaurs or puppies or whatever. And I’m weak, I’M WEAK, I TELL YOU!
*I just love Wikipedia: where else can you find the following things all related to each other: Offal | Savoury pies | English idioms?
Though I hate tormenting creatures, I just had to go outside and bring this amazing mantis in for the kids to see. (It was raining, and the thought of getting the kids ready to go outside in rain gear before the mantis left was beyond me at that moment.) It was mostly reddish brown, with bright green wings peeking out. And about 6 inches long!
I had caught it in a large glass water pitcher, and the mantis showed us his amazing superpower by crawling all the way up the sheer, slippery side of the pitcher and almost escaping!
I also decided to try out my spiffy cake pan that I bought a long time ago:
Now, I seem to have a constitutional inability to follow recipes exactly as written. Though this time it wasn’t all my fault: Anthropapa had bought some almond extract so I just had to add some, and we didn’t have enough sour cream so I improvise a half cup of whole milk and lemon juice.
The kids had a great time sifting and stirring, though mostly they liked licking the spoons. Coming out of the oven, all seemed well:
The problem occurred when I tried to get the cake to come out:
Whatever. It will still taste good, especially after I melt some more chocolate to drizzle on top.
Shove a few candles in it, and pass me a fork!