From the Mouths of Babes #1

WARNING! Could sometimes fall under title of "Too Much Information!"

This one is rated G! (Whew!)

Picture if you will, it's July 4 and we are over at Shell(y)'s to celebrate! Lace is right in the thick of it all sliding the dining room door in and out of the wall about 50 times a minute. This door just slides so smoothly and fun when you're 5. It was keeping her quiet-ish and she still had her ponies and bows in because she was so enthralled with the door!

I'm using every trick from Home Ec and Martha Stewart to open bags of chips, and pour into bowls! There were 3 kinds: potato. tortilla, and something weird with pork in it's name. Shell had out 3 large bowls and 2 small bowls. Clearly, the 3 bowls correlated with the 3 varieties of chips. For reals, my talent were flaming!

Mom and Shell were just yakking it up while me and the crock pots are hard at work. On AMERICA'S birthday of freedom, our freaking amazing family has MEXICAN food along with the very AMERICAN corn on the cob. Doesn't every one do that? (Shell and Tobe don't have a grill! Isn't that so UN-american? They must be closet mexicans!)

NOW is where it gets hairy! I got the chips safely in their bowls, so I decide to use my secret-hidden-ninja cheese skills. I open the fridge and pull out the bag of Cache Valley Shredded Cheese. I see an empty glass cake pan sitting in Shell's fridge. (It was in my way when I decided I wanted to put my very festive America cookie in the fridge for the sake of the frosting! Not to mention that it's weird to keep your empty cake pans in the fridge. I will get a picture of that beautiful work of art up soon!)

OUT LOUD:

TANYA (T) to SHELL (S): "Shell, why do you have an empty cake pan in YOUR fridge? It's in MY way."

S to T: "I'm going to put the dip in there and it will help keep it colder for longer."

I'm now beaming with pride at having successfully placed them in the LARGE bowls and I start to ponder the 2 SMALL bowls. Hmm. . .

SILENTLY

TANYA to SELF: "If the dip is going in the cake pan, and the nacho cheese crap is staying in the little crock pot thingy, why do I need 2 bowls for Brandon's Homemade Salsa?"

SELF to T: "You are going to have to ask for clarification for this extremely intricate task!"

T to SELF: "OK! FINE! GOSH! You don't have to yell!"

OUT LOUD AGAIN

T to S: "Hey Shell?"

S to T: "Yeah. . ."

T to S: "Do I really need these 2 bowls for Brandon's sweet salsa? It wont go right on the table. Plus it's not fair to have 2 salsa's and only 1 of other dipping crap."

(* OCD moment: It has to LOOK right or it wont taste good!)
(*MOM MOMENT (MM): Making sure all 3 dippings are treated FAIR!)

S to T: "No. You only need one."

(Shell's looking at me like 'Really- did you just say that out loud? Her eyebrow was SO raised!)

LACE to SELL: "It's OK, Sell, my mom doesn't COOK much!" (Lace just can't get that "sh" sound with SHell, but any other 4 letter "sh" words come out LOUD-N-CLEAR!)

SELL: LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY!

BTW, I so got that shredded cheese into the bowls and to the proper location! I so rock! I'm a regular Betty Freakin' Crocker! Ask Lace, she'll tell ya!