|i hope this lasts forever.|
it totally will not.
|poor, damaged, ferberized baby.|
As for the second topic of conversation. Do not, no matter what, call your three year old a "hoarder" in front of your four year old. Even if your three year old totally IS a hoarder whose underbed, at any given moment, is hiding ripped up coloring books and 2,452 ponytail holders and barrettes and shoes that haven't fit since two summers ago (where did she even FIND those?) and the like. Hoarder extraordinaire. Because if you DO call your three year old a hoarder and your four year old is listening, then an hour later, when you're in the (quiet) grocery store, your four year old might turn to your three year old and go "hey, Vivian, you a BIG HOARDER". Except, in four year old speak, hoarder is going to sound like something else. Something very inappropriate. And you're going to want to run and hide but you can't exactly run or hide with a baby in an Ergo, a cart full of food, and two preschoolers. You could try, but you're not going to get very far. Just keep your head down, pay for your food, and go. Just go.
-one packet of taco seasoning
-diced peppers (red and green)
-diced onion (I only use about 1/2)
-diced tomatoes (prefer to use fresh, but canned are fine)
-diced, cooked chicken (today I used a bag of the pre-cooked fajita chicken)
-optional: cream of chicken soup (I usually use, did not have today, soup is obviously thinner but just as tasty when I tested it out just a bit ago!)
-optional: chopped jalepenos. My spice-loving Texan husband says yes, my kids say no. It was a no today.
Chop up what needs chopping, toss in the crock pot on low, leave on for about 6 hours. Top with shredded cheese, tortilla chips, whathaveyou. Light a candle because your house smells like chicken tortilla soup which actually tends to smell a little like BO when the whole house smells like it. You know?