I am a snuggle person. Just ask my poor mom, who had to endure my snuggles until I left for college. Story used to be a snuggle person too. But now she’s “grown up” and doesn’t care to snuggle much anymore. This has been quite distressing for me. I mean, isn’t that why I had a kid in the first place — snuggles? Okay, maybe not, but it was definitely a bonus. So what’s a mom to do when her only child no longer wants to snuggle?
It is difficult for me to pass over pad thai to order something different if it is on the menu. I love how each restaurant creates a slightly different flavor but one that always pleases. It never occurred to me that I could make it at home. Maybe that was a good thing; it certainly isn’t the healthiest of dishes. But as my turn for NHN dinner drew near, I had the craving and finally put two and two together. I would create a pad thai masterpiece!
With the new school year have come new changes. Story is embarrassed to be seen in a dress — “That’s not who I am, Mom.” She has stopped cuddling me (which I’m sure is going to be a future post; pity me, moms, I’m in a bad state). She rolls her eyes and shrugs when I ask how her day was. And she’s started cursing. She’s in second grade.
If you are even a little bit familiar with me, you know I don’t like to cook. I find it to be a very tedious, boring, thankless job that never ends. This is a problem because I do really like to eat, and I don’t particularly care for fast food and there’s only so much pizza one person can take (It’s true! I’ve reached that limit.). So what’s a girl to do? Send her child to cooking camp! Oh yes, I do believe this is one of my top ten best ideas ever. I’m not kidding. I think it’s such a good idea, in fact, that I’m trying to figure out a way to cajole the local cooking school into making it a year-round thing, not just one measly little week in summer.