Sunday night Fred and I drove up to Lexington for the evening. Yes, without children -- thank you mom & dad! Anyway, the hotel we stayed at, had bikes to borrow. Sounded like a great plan.
I haven't been on a bike in at least 15 years, and let me tell you -- it was exhausting. I can't believe I used to bike everywhere as a child, and I don't really think I complained about it. Oh well, despite having to stop more than a few times and walk up hills (especially on the way back), we had so much fun, and the scenery along the Minute Man Trail in Lexington was breathtaking.
See what I mean, first my child cooks, then I get away for an evening without children, and in two days we're leaving for Disney World -- Feast or Famine.
The title refers to my blogging style, not necessarily to this post. It seems that either a ton of noteworthy stuff happens, or nothing -- seriously nothing -- happens for weeks.
Anyway, Saturday Alex became "chef Alessandro" for a day. As part of his scouting requirements, he had to help with a service project. Each week the members of our congregation provide lunch/dinner for the military men and women who would miss their mealtime by attending church. Alex made a pumpkin dessert that was super delicious -- we forgot to take a picture, so you'll just have to take my word for it.
Another requirement was to make a nutritious meal for your family. I figured since I was cooking with a child, I might as well go all out and help him fulfill both requirements on the same day. On the menu: Chicken Spaghetti, tossed salad, and french bread. He did a great job and even set the table by himself.
A few more training sessions, and maybe he'll be able to fly solo -- my retirement is just around the corner.
I'm a stay at home mom with many "irons in the fire". I teach dance, volunteer at my church & children's school, choreograph for a local theater company, and I'm a member of the Disney Mom's Panel. In my spare time, I'm a consultant for Close To My Heart. Sometimes life can get a little hectic with our family of 5, but I wouldn't want it any other way.