my mom always made after school snacks. did yours?
the problem here is that mason likes BIG snacks. we are talking full on dinners. “can we please stop off at taco time?”. “i’m so hungry i can’t make it home!”. omG… we only live 10 minutes from home. and he wants his snack and dinner to NOT be the same thing. on the same day.
this is exhausting. what ever happened to the cute little fruit roll up? or baby chocolate milk? even a bowl of cereal was fine last year. but this year he has grown over 11 inches. even the physical changes these past few months make me look twice at times. where did my baby boy go? i guess he deserved to eat like a grown up now.
i promise i’d make you better snacks if you’d just get that hair cut! been growing it for months. seems like years. growing. growing. growing. so is he. into a man. enough about the hair. tbh… we all like it. it’s him.
ok, i get it. independence. high school girls. coolness. you be you!
i love that kid of ours.
so, today i was tired of making meals for everyone (not like i do it a lot…haha).
and we had these great bananas on the counter. the kind that are a little green still. my fav kind. and the peanut butter and baggies were still on the counter from making lunch this morning (typical). and the m&m’s and mini chocolate chips were left over from cookies i made this past weekend (which mason and friends ate ALL of them in 2 days).
i grabbed a baggie. put some peanut butter in it. snipped the tip off the end. swirled the peanut butter onto the banana slices. topped with school colors. so awesome. even i was proud of my accomplishment. and guess what? he liked it. not one complaint that it wasn’t a “meal”.
i will never tire of making him after school snacks because i know how fast time goes. brooke lives in CA now and i can no longer do that for her. here’s to 3 1/2 more years of snack making.
my daughter @fisher_brooke told me i’d like instagram. i thought it was too much work to figure out something new.
boy was i wrong.
now i’m ON. feel free to follow me @hellotracy if you are a lover of art, food and homes that you swear you could pull off. in your dreams. lots of sarcasm. big surprise. a dreamer of a new wardrobe, jewelry and hair you’ll never pull off or afford. you know, the usual “girl” stuff.
please excuse me as i probably post at the wrong times. probably post too many or too little photos. probably don’t know you are following me because i just figured that out yesterday. so many “probably’s”. oh well. too bad.
now, log on!
love love love instagram. until something better comes along for this photo, quote, food, clothing, art, sign, jewelry, cocktail,, purse, sunglass, flip flop, beach, “family AND carreer” girl.
we had this old sailboat. my dad would take me out in it. just the two of us. every summer.
then boys came into the picture. and speed boats. and bonfires. and he let me go. be with my friends.
ever wish you could relive a moment or two in your life that was good?
ok, i’ll admit, if i had to relive this photo, it would have to be a larger boat with padded seats and we’d be drinking a cold beer… but everything else would be the same. except i’d have a lot of questions for him. i would want to know more about him. his stories. his dreams. his successes. his lessons. his wisdom…. and whatever happened to the “underpants” found in prosser’s water system? what happened to coyote bazoo and snakey wolf at the end of those long stories? what else pairs well with a pep and a pop (pepperoni sticks and green river pop in a bottle)? what was your secret salmon recipe? did you always think you’d get away with ordering anchovies on half of the pizza even though 5 of us were eating it? did you know we took all of your quarters (just the quarters) out of your dish to go buy candy at the store? …so many questions to ask one day. when we meet again. i love you. and love that YOU were my dad.
happy birthday dad.
i miss you a lot.