We bought dinner straight from the grocery store last night since CG had class and we weren't getting home until 7ish from swim practice.
After quickly scarfing their roasted, processed, rotisserie chicken goodness with some equally healthy three cheese macaroni and warm french bread, the kids started the homework with the promise of pie after they ALL were done.
Well, with their ridiculous amount of homework and a big test to study for for Eldest, their bedtime came and went.
So I sent them to bed without pie.
I felt sleep was more important than my promise. They don't get enough of it lately.
They weren't upset though. No whines. No tears. No hurled insults of disparagement toward this Mommy.
Why? Because I promised an even better promise. (wait for it)
I promised they could eat pie FOR BREAKFAST.
They were incredulous.
I was smug because now I know it's a sure thing...
I am the coolest mom in the world.
I think it's time for the first 2008 pin-up mother of the year award:
"Let Them Eat Pie!" Mommy Antoinette says.