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They are the Apples of my Pie! 
 
Oct. 13, 2013 8:55 pm 
Updated: Oct. 17, 2013 3:56 pm

Hello all.  A couple of years ago I wrote a blog titled. "He's not the Apple of My Pie."  It was about living well after divorce and of new beginnings.  Now, happily remarried and the mother of four, ages 3 to 21 my life has completely changed.  Two constants that have remained are my sense of humor and my love of cooking.  Hopefully, I can mix a bit of both into my blogs.  The following is a glimpse into my life now.  At the end of each blog I will tie in a recipe as this is a cooking site!

          I woke up at 6:30 with my eye stuck shut.  While I am wondering why my eye is stuck shut, the other eye notices my five year old son  sneaking (as only a four year old can do) into our bedroom to explain that he had wet his bed.  He is about to climb in bed with the residue of last night’s accident when I tell him to change his pants.  While he is changing I am still working on opening my eye which seems to be permanently closed.  This leads me to wonder if my three year old had found the super glue in the middle of the night and had discovered a new use for it.  My son comes back in the room and gets on the bed to snuggle as I am still struggling to get my eye open.  He looks at me, gives me a hug and promptly throws up all over my bed, making sure not only to vomit on my sheets but the blanket and comforter I had just washed the day before due to a freak juice accident.  “Pop!” my eye finally opens.  Pink eye.  And Monday begins.

              I start a load of laundry and turn on the shower.  I change my son for the second time this morning. It is now 6:45 a.m.  I jump in the shower brush my teeth and do the regular morning routine.  My daughter gets up at 7:30 and it is time for breakfast.  Yogurt and Cheerios should do it.  I go to the refrigerator.  No yogurt.  Cheerios should do.  Expired milk.  I bang my head against the wall.  Time to go to the store.

             The cleaning ladies, Eva and Martha arrive promptly at 8:30. They are my sanctuary.  I ask if they would watch the kids for a few minutes while I go to the store and they kindly agree.  I put the kids on my bed, turn on Looney Tunes (which was befitting for the start of this day) and race to the market.

               I am wondering what to purchase at the market.  Last week I got creative and made vegetable curries, Greek bean soup, and Italian vegetable stew.  Last evening I broke down and bought the kids chicken nuggets.  My husband complained that the kids were not eating vegetables.  I reminded him about the week full of vegetarian meals.  He told me that they did not like them.  I decided to make Indian food because that is a favorite of everyone. 

              I walked in from the garage to find the laundry room's door off its hinges and a bent broom. Before I could even evaluate what I was seeing, my son comes up to me and says, “Martha did it.”  Turns out, as soon as I left, my little cherub had chased my 3 year old into the laundry room and tried to shut her in it.  Her little fingers were in the crevice of the door.  He could not shut her hand in the door because of the broom so he shut it so hard the screws actually were torn out of the door jam and the door was leaning on the washing machine.  I put down my groceries and went to look for my son.  He was with Martha.  Actually he was holding Martha’s  hand and was yelling, "Martha pray for me!"  I explained that God was not going to get him out of this one.  It was now 9:30 a.m. on Monday morning.

           After scaring the living daylights out of my son and removing every object of value to him, he apologized to both Eva and Martha and to his little sister.  At this point my eyesight was getting blurry in my left eye so I called the doctor.  The nurse politely confirmed that I have pink eye.  I asked for an antibiotic.  She explained that I would have to be seen.  I explained that both of us knew that I had pink eye.  Couldn’t an antibiotic be prescribed for me?  She assured me that was not the case.  I asked her if I could make an appointment.  She explained that they were too busy to see me.  I bang my forehead against the wall for the second time that day.

       My husband called to see how I was doing.   I shared the door story.  He promptly explained that I should not leave the children in any room that has a door.  I promptly hung up.

      After feeding the children it was bath time. Things are going pretty well until I decide to dress them.  My five year old, being a boy, could be dressed in a paper sack and he would be fine.  My three year old, however, is a princess.  She did not like the ensemble I had laid out for her that morning and kicked and screamed when I tried to put it on her.  It seems that the sweater was covering up the pink flowers on her Target t-shirt and that was a fashion faux pas.  After ten minutes of blood curdling screams I stripped her naked and explained that she could stay that way.  After ten more minutes of blood curdling screams she decided that she liked the sweater.  It was now 11:00 a.m.

           After a calm lunch followed by an episode of "Dora the Explorer" I put them in their beds for a nap.  All is quiet in the house.  I look at their sweet little faces and pray that they do not wake up until tomorrow morning.

On a day like this I like to have a bit of comfort food.  If you like a bit of comfort but also try to eat healthy, this recipe is the one for you.  It is an Indian vegetarian curry made with cauliflower and potatoes, called Aloo Gobi.  This is what you need:

2 medium yellow onions cut in half and sliced thinly.

3 tablespoons canola oil

2 russet potatoes peeled and cut into bite sized chunks

1 cauliflower cut into pieces

1 16 oz can tomato sauce

2 tablespoons freshly grated ginger

1/2 teaspoon turmeric

1 1/2 teaspoon ground coriander

1/2 teaspoon garam masala (found at an Indian market)

1/2 teaspoon cumin

salt and pepper to taste

Pour the oil in a pot and heat until hot.  Add the onion and cook until golden.  Add the ginger, potatoes and cauliflower and mix until coated with the residual oil.  Add the tomato sauce and spices.  Cook on medium high with a lid for 20-30 minutes stirring occasionally until the potatoes and cauliflower are tender.  I tend to cook it on medium low and keep it on the stove for hours.  It breaks down into a really nice hearty stew that way.  If you would like a bit of spice add a half teaspoon of cayenne pepper with the other spices.  The traditional recipe calls for peas as well but since they are not my favorite, I omit them. Enjoy!

 
Comments
Oct. 14, 2013 8:52 am
Well done! I enjoyed the read.
 
They are the apples of my pie 
Oct. 14, 2013 9:27 am
Thank you! Have a great day!
 
Oct. 14, 2013 2:57 pm
Nice to see you back! I had a big gap between my oldest and youngest too. I spent far more time banging my head against the wall with the younger kids than the older......sigh.....I miss it.
 
Oct. 14, 2013 7:46 pm
Great Read ... This is why I love being Gramma! Also, would love to add that I now am married to the apple of my eye! Second times a charm... or in the case of my Hubby.. Third times a charm! I tend to agree with both! Sometimes a house without interior doors .. does make sense! One for the Hubs there!
 
They are the apples of my pie 
Oct. 14, 2013 8:28 pm
Thanks Terry. I am glad you found your apple :)
 
Oct. 15, 2013 9:30 am
Hi!!! I started reading your blog and before you even mentioned the dreaded PINK EYE I knew! hahahah (I just had a bout with it last week! Woke up the same way.....)
 
Oct. 15, 2013 5:58 pm
All I can say after reading your blog is Bless Your Heart and I will definitely be praying for YOU! Loved it - I am exhausted just reading about your adventures :)
 
They are the apples of my pie 
Oct. 15, 2013 6:04 pm
Ha ha! Thank you Shearone. I love every minute of it (except the vomiting!).
 
Bibi 
Oct. 16, 2013 5:22 am
I must say your blog started my day with some cackles, but the laughter was recognition and empathy! There have been mornings like those in our home, and I just wish I had learned to laugh about them, the way you have. Your way is much healthier. Thanks so much for sharing!
 
They are the apples of my pie 
Oct. 16, 2013 1:09 pm
Thanks Bibi. Have a great day!
 
Oct. 16, 2013 5:25 pm
I just returned from Columbus, OH after a week taking care of our 4 years old granddaughter who is very fussy about her ensembles and hair. Of course grandpa hasn't brushed a girls hair- let alone tied a pony tail- for twelve years and was grossly out of practice. Your daughter's little fit made me feel like I back there! ;)
 
Oct. 17, 2013 3:56 pm
You just brought back memories of when I had small children. There were days I thought I wouldn't QUIT banging my head against the wall. But... It did get better. And, then I had grand kids. One of the grand girls really had issues with her clothes. No seams on socks, a clean pair of panties after every trip to the bathroom and God Forbid you try to put her in a sweater. She would cry at decibels above 100 and I would laugh. Oh the joys of children. Great blog!
 
 
 
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