in an attempt to save these cookies. I put them in the mini cupcake tin, and tried to make faux cupcakes out of them. They don’t taste any better, but at least it’s cute looking.
i tried to follow this recipe, but i failed in reading. it totally missed my attention that this also called for 1/2 cup of brown sugar… so when the first batch came out of the oven… it tasted blah…like baked dough with no flavoring.
i just thought it was because i was working with the peanut butter recipe, and because i omitted the peanut butter part of the cookie, and substituted with the Toberlone chunks, that’s why it tasted blah.
everyday being substitue mom brings a sort of a twist…i mean sure, all i’m doing is following the pick up schedule and what not, but some how each day varies a little. For instance, yesterday, it rained. So instead of waiting at home for nephew 1 to come home, i drove down the pathway to pick him up at the end of the street so that he didn’t have to walk too much in the rain home.
Today, while I was suppose to just wait for nephew 1 to come home, then take him to writing after school at around 3ish, my sister msged me to see if 1. N1 came home on time (he had a half day, so he walked down to the “village” with some friends), and b. if I can take him to writing earlier because N1 missed writing on Monday.
I said that I could, but N1 had just asked if he could go to the library, so i’ll have to go down to the library to look for him.
When I got down to the library to look for him, he was no where in sight. I looked in all the nooks and cranny of the library, and still no N1. Since the gym was next to the library, i thought maybe he went to the gym. SO, i walked into the gym center to ask if anybody was able to come to the gym, the guy informed me that all kids under 17 can come into the gym, you just gotta sign in.
So I went in to check…and that’s where he was playing basketball.
I’m not upset that he went to the gym, i could have caught him doing much worse than playing ball. My main concern was that I didn’t know where he was.
I asked why he told me that he was going to the library when he came to the gym? He said that he did go to the library, but then he came to the gym afterwards. I stressed that he needed to tell me if he was going to change venues. He said ok.
Later in the car, I just felt like he perhaps didn’t understand fully why he should do that, so i explained it like an adult, in which i wasn’t mad that he went to the gym, i just like to know where he’s at.
I don’t know if he even listened or understood what i was getting at…but i can only hope.
this week I am playing substitute mom. My sister went back to work on a case, and so, since I’m here, I am doing the duties of picking up the kids…mainly it’s picking up the kids and shuttling them to after school activities.
Monday (yesterday), a last minute audition called, and trying to manage to pick up the second child and then taking him to after school, and then driving 50mins to Burbank was interesting. It wasn’t hard, but just time consuming. (i don’t know how other moms do it… those who are not stay at home. I suppose if you are not a stay at home mom then you just don’t enroll your kids in the entertainment industry)
Today is pick up the kid, and wait for Piano lessons. The elder of the nephew is creeping at the age of teenage…and thus really rebellious. He is starting to form his own opinions and talks back in that, exasperated tone all the time.
I have to constantly be stern with him because i don’t want him to turn out to be an annoying jerk, which i can see him becoming. i don’t know if the methods i’m using are the way to go, as i’ve read no handbook on how to raise your kids, but for now this is what i’m doing.