Sunday, May 6, 2012

Menu

Monday ~ Grilled Chic Breasts w/Spinach and Monterey Jack, Green Beans, Bread

Tuesday ~ Macaroni & Cheese, Fruit Salad & Birthday Cake ~:o)

Wednesday ~ Beans & Rice, Salad

Thursday ~Baked Penne w/Sausage, Spinach & Tomatoes

Friday ~ Grilled Pizza

Saturday ~Quiche (using up all extra veggies)

Sunday ~ Picnic Dinner

Monday ~ Sloppy Joes, Carrot Sticks Strawberries

Tuesday ~ Grilled Elk Steak, Mashed Potatoes, Salad w/Ranch

Wednesday ~  Salmon, Wild Rice & Walnut Salad, Spinach-Berry Salad

Thursday ~ Nut Crusted Elk Loin, Bread, Salad

Friday ~ Grilled Pizza

Saturday ~ Meatball Kabobs, Fruit w/Yogurt

Sunday ~ Burgers w/Caprese

We do love grilled pizza around these parts ~ if my husband is given the choice, grilled is what he chooses. 
So it makes all the sense in the world when the latest Fine Home Building magazine arrived and it featured an outdoor pizza oven that the wheels began turning...in my brain, not his.  
He matter-of-factly states that if I say the words, "I've been thinking...." that it costs him $1000.  
I do try to avoid saying that, but when I read the article I really began thinking, "Where would I locate such an oven? How much would it cost?  Could I bake bread in it too? Could I sell my range, thus always cooking outside?"

Okay, the last one is a stretch.

But think of the possibilities. 

I probably better not bring it up, or I may acquire a new grill for Mother's Day.


Onto other subjects ~ Nicholas has been perfectly happy in his crib.  He loved it.  He never wanted to get out.  He would wait hours for us to get him in the morning or after naps while he read a book, played with cars or whatever.  
Suddenly, he no longer likes it......at all.  
We find him in Annika or Dom's bed soon after tucking him in for the evening.  
The door clicks shut, and we hear the crib rail begin rattling.

I walked into the house late the other night and he strolled out of his room, nonchalantly saying, "Hi Mom," then, proceeded to walk downstairs to find Daddy or another sibling to hang with. 
Apparently, his roommates were fast asleep, as he should have been.  

It makes me laugh, but I am sorry to see the long-nap-phase disappearing as he become his own little man!


Annika loves having such an attentive audience...and right in her own bed!










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