Friday, June 12, 2009

Blargh-ing

That's blogging your complaints. So says I.

Okay. You make homemade whole wheat pancakes, measuring the ingredients out carefully- the flour, the soy milk, the flax- all that jazz. You set up the egg replacer because of your offspring's food allergies. After all, you are making them for her. She screamed for them. For five minutes straight.

Finally, I set the warm pancakes on the tray before you. Cut up into perfect little toddler-friendly triangles even. Here you go dear.

"AHHHHHHHHHH! Raisin Bran! I want Raisin Bran!"

I should get you Fancy feast, you finicky little beast.

Hence: Blargh-ing.

7 comments:

Evil Twin's Wife said...

LOL. My son had a friend overnight last weekend. I got up early, did biscuits, eggs, bacon... They wanted cold cereal. Arrrgggh!

Something Happened Somewhere Turning said...

Mmm! Raison Bran and Kippersnacks. (I'm hungry)

Autism Mom said...

Well, you were on the phone with me when Lotus left her grilled chicken, baked beans, and cornbread to ask for Chex Mix (granted, it was Cheddar flavored, but still).
Mmm, soylent green!

Laoch of Chicago said...

ooh, I want some pancakes!

Mount Belly Mama said...

Fanccy feast would probably work! lol. Your posts always make me laugh. So honest, so true and yet so funny.

Maggie May said...

oh yeah i remember

Sidd said...

Ok, you get a plastic fake meal, plus you make the pancakes. You put plastic fake meal in front of beastie girl. Then she will cry for the pancakes.

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