THIRTY-ONE

 

Date night with Grandpa at Burgerlicious. V was very proud to tell me that the worker was very surprised that she wanted actual toppings (lettuce, onion, tomatoes, sauce, etc) whereas every other child usually asks for a plain burger. 

2022 week thirty-one

Ah! Evidence that Theo was wearing shoes ON Mrs. Jones furniture. I am so sorry. Thank you for letting us heathens come swim anyway. 

The highlight of Veronica's week was Master Chef Jr. Camp. Every day she came home with rather tasty treats that she proudly made every bit of. Then she wanted to recreate them at home. We let her make her zucchini fries the first night (and everyone voted that they were the best part of the meal -which she then prayed that she was grateful that everyone preferred her portion to mine...) and the next day she made peach banana muffins for us. She felt so empowered and eager to do more. 

So on Sunday I let her make calzones for dinner. She struggled with the technique of kneading (so much dough BETWEEN her fingers *shudder*) but the gluten structure was actually fantastic when they were baked.

While the dough was rising we went to a free concert in Dallas for families at the Moody Performing Arts Center. 

Theo fell asleep during the Rachmaninoff performance (that went on with great emotion for 45 straight minutes without piano music) but they were both very attentive to the 13 year old pianist and her 15 year old brother on the cello.  

Then we came home to make the calzones. The filling was V's choice: ham, pepperoni, mozzarella, bell pepper, spinach. They were fantastic. 

Quotes:

Theodore

T- "I'm going to get you with a fundraiser!"

V- "You don't even know what a fundraiser is!"

T- "It's a razor that is fun to cut with."

"It feels bad out here. It's so hot it feels like it's hurting my body." Texas is rough this summer.

Me- "Why does your lego Santa have a walkie-talkie?"

T- "So he can call his elves to get coal when he finds a naughty kid."

Me- "So his elves work in a coal mine?"

T- "Sometimes."

Veronica

Pulls finger out of her ear. "Gross, it smells like Salem's spit."

Matt- "Why does your ear smell like Salem spit and why do you know what that smells like?"

V- "After he bites me I smell my wounds."

Matt and I start laughing

V- "WHAT!? I'm ALLOWED to smell my wounds!"

V has been following us around all week like a TV reporter reporting the news of everything we're doing. 

"This just in, Theo is being annoying and Mama and Papa are making breakfast."