A few days ago, with a longing in his eyes, my husband told me how nice an oatmeal cream pie would be. Since Little Debbie is prejudice against Portugal, I did a little experimenting in the kitchen. Here’s what I ended up with. (Those of you on Weight Watchers need to skip over this picture very quickly….or else you may ‘fall of the wagon’ like I did!)
Last Friday, after my 4 year old’s convicting words, we ended up squeezing in a Mommy/Daughter day. It was horrible weather outside. Cold, rainy and wind blowing something like 650 mph. She didn’t really care what we did on her special day. All she requested was that I buy her something.
She said, “Mommy, I’ll only get one small thing, so I don’t use up all your money.”
(I tell you what…I don’t know about you, but when my kids say things like that…it makes me WANT to use up all my money!! She was so sweet!) She picked out a pair of dress-up shoes that had matching hair bows and necklace. The quality is about the equivalent of toys from the Dollar Tree. She waited patiently on us to get home and ripped open the package, flung off her socks and to both our surprise, her little fat foot wouldn’t fit in the shoes! She was sweet again….she said “I’ll just give them to Justice…he can play with them.” My son wearing pink high heels was not a pretty thought…but I was focusing on her kind heart. Twenty minutes later I found the hair bows on the floor. Each with their pretty pink flowers torn off…..I guess she gave her hair bows to Justice too?!