The children have been behaving better at Church lately...except for that time when Thomas punched Uncle Nick in the face last week and Nathan yelled "cow" through the entire Mass two weeks ago and Joseph had to go potty three times, in succession, the week before that.
SOOOOOO, all in all, pretty good.
I think the reasoning for all this good behavior is Joanna.
Joanna is a kind Italian grandmother that sits in the pew directly in front of us. She has a soft spot for our Nathan. And by soft spot I mean that she feels a strong and urgent desire to feed him. Everything. All the time. Each week, she sends us home with another bag full of homemade/ Italian goodness.
This is the most recent treat. Nathan is packing on the pounds now.
He calls them "cackers". Joseph, Tommy and Sarah all call them by their real name: "Biscolussi". AND they say it with an Italian accent! I don't call them anything, because my Italian accent sounds just like my German/ British/ Irish accent....and I can't read the package because it is all written in Italian, so I don't technically know if they are cookies or crackers.
Which means that they must be crackers so that I feel zero guilt when giving them to my children at 8:30am.
Is it sad that seeing the title "cackers" made me immediately think this was about Nate? It's probably because Joseph asks for "cackers" none stop(and yes that is the same exact way he says it). He also thinks that if he asks for a cookie (while pointing to the box) and I say not now, that if he calls them cackers that I will tell him that he can have one now.
ReplyDeleteI strongly suggest going out and buying these graham cracker squares. I think they are made by Honey Maid. They have honey or cinnamon flavor. They are dangerously delicious and bite sized...perfect for little hands. And even better for us...something like 30 of the little squares is only 100 calories.