As Christmas gets closer I get more and more lazy with my dinner preparations. Does this happen to anyone else? I'm burnt out from all the baking and I'm trying to plan for fancy appetizers and lavish meals to come.
Today after naps we headed over to my friend's house for family hair cut night. She does this every six to eight weeks for us at a much discounted price than she charges in the salon. It's quite a steal.
When the last hair was snipped it was already 6:30 p.m. I was handing my Lucy Cherrios and hoping she would hold over in the car ride home until I could prepare her a more filling dinner.
"What are you thinking for dinner?" I asked Brian.
"I was just thinking the same thing myself. I don't know. What do you think?"
Being so close to Christmas we didn't want to spend a lot of money so we did the laziest thing one does when searching for dinner options. We sprang for Mickey D's. It happens, oh, twice a year maybe for our family. And usually only when we're traveling and in a crunch. William doesn't even know what a Happy Meal is.
But tonight a Happy Meal is what he got. With apples and milk. You know, so I don't feel SO guilty about the whole thing. (Brian and I watched Super Size Me once and I haven't been able eat McDonald's the same since.)
Anyway, do I have a point here? Oh yes, that's right. The Happy Meal toy. So the Happy Meal toy is an action figure for the new movie Avatar. As in the Avatar movie that is rated PG-13. Happy Meal toy. Weird.
I mean right on the movie's website it says, "Parents of young children may wish to exercise discretion."
The toy is some creature who possesses a tail and has a blue light which activates to the sound of your voice. It's pretty cool.
Mr. Avatar Creature hung from our shower rings by his tail during bathtime. Lucy screamed to him while she got her jammies on. He also accompanied us during bedtime books. And every time you walk by William's room you can see a flickering of a soft blue light as he lulls Mr. Avatar to sleep.
Solid marketing tool, Avatar movie. Unfortunately our children won't be in line to see your movie any time soon.
Today after naps we headed over to my friend's house for family hair cut night. She does this every six to eight weeks for us at a much discounted price than she charges in the salon. It's quite a steal.
When the last hair was snipped it was already 6:30 p.m. I was handing my Lucy Cherrios and hoping she would hold over in the car ride home until I could prepare her a more filling dinner.
"What are you thinking for dinner?" I asked Brian.
"I was just thinking the same thing myself. I don't know. What do you think?"
Being so close to Christmas we didn't want to spend a lot of money so we did the laziest thing one does when searching for dinner options. We sprang for Mickey D's. It happens, oh, twice a year maybe for our family. And usually only when we're traveling and in a crunch. William doesn't even know what a Happy Meal is.
But tonight a Happy Meal is what he got. With apples and milk. You know, so I don't feel SO guilty about the whole thing. (Brian and I watched Super Size Me once and I haven't been able eat McDonald's the same since.)
Anyway, do I have a point here? Oh yes, that's right. The Happy Meal toy. So the Happy Meal toy is an action figure for the new movie Avatar. As in the Avatar movie that is rated PG-13. Happy Meal toy. Weird.
I mean right on the movie's website it says, "Parents of young children may wish to exercise discretion."
The toy is some creature who possesses a tail and has a blue light which activates to the sound of your voice. It's pretty cool.
Mr. Avatar Creature hung from our shower rings by his tail during bathtime. Lucy screamed to him while she got her jammies on. He also accompanied us during bedtime books. And every time you walk by William's room you can see a flickering of a soft blue light as he lulls Mr. Avatar to sleep.
Solid marketing tool, Avatar movie. Unfortunately our children won't be in line to see your movie any time soon.
I'm disgusted! I have a strict policy in my classroom that only people over the age of 13 are allowed to talk about PG-13 movies with each other and since I'm the only one over 13 and I have no one to talk about them with, we can't talk about them. I say let your kids hang onto their innocence, I don't want to sit next to your 10-year-old in "Precious" (mmm-hmmm) and I don't want to sit next to your 3-year-old in Avatar! And I say that with love in my heart! :)
ReplyDeleteSuper Size Me is a great movie...it should be required to watch as part of being a US citizen! Keeps me far from MD's...we're the same way..maybe 2x/year we go there. Josh, on the other hand eats that crap all the time!
ReplyDeleteYes, I have been about the lazy dinner preparations lately. I'm glad I'm not the only one. ;)
ReplyDeleteI think I need a personal chef and a grocery shopper and a grocery list maker for this time of year (or any time of year?!?).
P.S. That IS weird about the happy meal toy...and inappropriate too (even if it is cool).
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