Post Easter detox
Okay, not really a detox, but half of the blogs on the internet today were all about coming down off of sugar highs, which I find hilarious because I'm reading them while feasting on chocolates from the Whitman's Sampler Dave got me for Easter. No problems with sugar in this household. Nope.
Henry had a pretty great Easter as far as we can tell. When we ask him if he had fun he says "Yeah." Of course if we ask him if he had a really lousy day he says "Yeah." The Easter Bunny filled his basket with a penny whistle, a triangle, a bunny nerf-like dart shooter thingy (Which, because we're equally lousy parents in exactly the same way, both Dave and I instinctively took aim at our kid with when we finally got our hands on it. I got Henry in the neck and Dave missed completely. I WIN! Then we realized we probably weren't teaching Henry a very good lesson so we started aiming for the dining room instead.), and various chocolates, his favorite being the hollow SpongeBob Squarepants, a character he loves so deeply he just had to ingest him. So far our only regret is the Penny Whistle because Henry can get a frighteningly ear-splitting sound out of it. We only regret it a little though because he loves it so.
Yesterday evening we went over to Megan and Adrian's house for Easter dinner. Megan used a recipe for ham that calls for Coke as one of the main ingredients. It was the most amazing ham I've ever had. She said she boiled it for four hours before baking it to get a lot of the salt out. I'm definitely doing that next time we make ham; it made a huge difference in the flavor. She also made this amazing potato casserole that they make every year and which I start to look forward to again the day after Easter which makes for a very long wait. We brought Brussels Sprouts, dinner rolls, and Dave's Amazing Apple Pie which was truly amazing, as usual. Tonight after dinner he said that his latest batch of pies were much better than the batch he made a couple of months ago. I told him that whatever pie of his that I happen to be currently eating is always the best one.
By last night it became clear that Henry was getting a cold so we came home and wrestled him into bed. He started developing a little bit of a cough overnight and during his nap today so we're jumping on it straight away this time with his nebulizer in the hopes that it doesn't develop into anything else. So far so good.
Comments
I love Coke.
Posted by: Megan | March 25, 2008 05:53 PM
'Nuff said.
Posted by: Jenn | March 25, 2008 08:18 PM
eric will be so proud of you when I tell him you made coke ham, that is a big treat in the south.
Posted by: phoebe | March 26, 2008 11:02 AM