[journal entry] in which molly is silly.
I'm normally pretty good at baking. Claire, my Obi-Wan, sort of took me under her wing and blessed me with knowledge of the...baking. Anyway, James turns two tomorrow and he wanted to help mommy bake his birthday cake. Long story short: he ended up wearing the cake. He was a little sad he made a mess- first time ever he was sad about making a mess, but he sort of takes food seriously; he loves his food!- so instead of being grumpy!mommy, I decided to let James see silly!mommy, since I really love wearing that hat.
I decided to wear the cake, too.
His laughing was so worth it. Now whenever he complains about how strict I am when he's older, I'll just remind him that it isn't every day that a mom would willingly have a food fight with their kid in a clean kitchen.
'Course, when I started to nom his face, he ran away. Silly kid is silly.
Edit: ... Thank you, Jonah, for managing to capture James so I could take a shower. See! I wrote something nice about him!
I decided to wear the cake, too.
His laughing was so worth it. Now whenever he complains about how strict I am when he's older, I'll just remind him that it isn't every day that a mom would willingly have a food fight with their kid in a clean kitchen.
'Course, when I started to nom his face, he ran away. Silly kid is silly.
Edit: ... Thank you, Jonah, for managing to capture James so I could take a shower. See! I wrote something nice about him!