You know the kind where the children are angelic and the entire evolution turns out BETTER than you imagined?
Well, tonight was not that night.
(Last night was though!)
For the first time in the history of me being a mother...we are doing an Advent calendar. I grew up with an Advent calendar full of chocolate and remember LOVING it. So, I thought I'd do something similar for my beans...but with a twist.
Twist 1 - candy only happens on, like, 3 days.
Twist 2 - there are activities, service to others, special memory making moments, and a couple gifts, scattered throughout the 24 days.
To put tonight in perspective, you need to know that Saturday (day 1) was a home run. I mean the kids LOVED opening the box full of envelopes and seeing what the day would hold.
"Write a letter/draw a picture for someone you love who DOESN'T live in our house"
They raced to the box of paper and crayons and sat down to create...Bitty Bean chose her Sunday School teachers, Jumping Bean choose her kindergarten teacher, String Bean chose her 2nd grade teacher, and Boy Bean picked his Papa. (For real - he pointed at his picture and said "yes yes"!)
|all in jams heading to the lights!|
So today (day 3), when they raced to the box with eager anticipation, I was pretty sure tonight would be another WIN.
"Have marshmallows and hot chocolate for dessert after a cheese fondue dinner."
I mean, c'mon. How fun is it to dip food in cheese? Broccoli, wienies, bread, cauliflower...all things they love...being dipped in their favorite melty cheese!
Well, apparently, the texture was "totally weird." (String Bean)
And the taste was "gross and sour" (Jumping Bean)
And the consistency was "icky icky sticky!" (Bitty Bean)
Boy Bean is currently my favorite because he ate it (begrudgingly), but since he doesn't speak, I don't really know how he felt.
Poor Jumping Bean and String Bean had hearty lunches - and the volume with which they protested our special dinner did not earn them points. No alternate food option for them.
Onward I persevered, thinking surely hot/warm chocolate and marshmallows will gain favor with these ridiculous food critics!
Even the Boy stuck his tongue out at the marshmallows!
Oh well. You win some and you lose some!
Guess we won't have any birthday dinners at the Melting Pot. :)
~Whitney Copyright 2012