Stac’s Place

This year our kids only got a 2 day break, as opposed to the usual week-long hiatus that allowed families to travel to exotic locations, providing wonderful educational experiences and creating lasting memories for their families.  Tomorrow morning, bright and early, our kids will be back at the grind.

This morning, after she snagged a bite of my delicious omelet, Sadie announced that she would like breakfast for supper.  So Kim whipped up some tasty quiche (that’s plural, isn’t it?) for the fam.  Levi and Lilly were babysitting for the neighbors’ life group, which left the little girls home with me and Kim.  It’s sort of a Sublett family practice that in order to qualify for dessert, one must eat the meal that precedes said dessert.  I know that we’ve had quiche since coming home with Annabelle, and I would have sworn that she liked it the first go around.

Not tonight.

She ate all of the tofu and bean sprouts that Kim cooked up, but that one piece of chicken and cheese goodness sat on her plate, defying her, taunting her.  She sat there, staring at it, while we all finished and cleared the table.  I went downstairs to shower (2 days in a row of the afternoon jog!) while Annabelle tried to wait us out.  But we held our ground–no quiche means no dessert.  We made it clear that we weren’t angry or upset, but we felt like she’s like the quiche if she’d try a bite.  I even cut it in half and ate part of it for her (I’m like that–willing to sacrifice for my kids.)  A few minutes later Kim poked her head into my bathroom to tell me that Annabelle would not be enjoying the evening ice cream.  We aren’t sure if she tried it and couldn’t force it down or if she just slid it off the plate onto the placemat.  Either way, it wasn’t pretty.

Oh well, not every experience is going to be a trip to the Creamery.

We played a few more games of Skipbo (2 big wins for me–I haven’t mastered Pap George’s skill of cheating to lose yet), then I read to the girls and tucked them into bed.  I managed to hide in Sadie’s top bunk, which scared the bejeebies out of the girls!  I don’t know if it’s good to get them all riled up before bed, but it sure is fun.  Annabelle was extra huggy tonight.  She’s either learning my love language, or she’s scamming ways to stay up just a little bit longer.

OK, sweetie, just one more hug, then you’ve got to go to sleep.  Your spring break has come to a close…