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The pancake house

October 14th, 2009 - By Stephanie Precourt

Yesterday I spent all day making minestrone from scratch for a friend and getting everything in order so that I could visit that friend today and take it easy and good things and stuff.

I packed up the car this morning, didn’t forget a thing!, and made our way for the visit. As soon as I got out of my car in her driveway, I heard hissing coming from my back tire. A big ol’ nail or something big and metally was sticking out GOSH DARN IT.

I ran the food and the kids in and called and left a message for my hubby who was at a meeting nearby. Then called our tire place to see what we should do next. Thankfully they had a location nearby and I scooped up the kids, put their jackets and shoes back on, fished the DOGGY KIBBLE out of Ivy’s mouth, and was rushing back out Donya’s door to get the car over there before the tire went flat.

Hubby met me there and we decided we might as well go get lunch somewhere while we wait.

Gray struck up a conversation with a nice couple and they suggested we go to Sophia’s Pancake House down the street, and so we did.

It reminded me of the places we used to go after church when I was a kid. Of course they had lemon rice soup, too. And paper placemats with advertisements from local businesses. And little creamers for Gray to stack. Their food was awesome.

My car wasn’t ready by the time we got back. They hadn’t even started. And then they weren’t even able to fix it after all. So I left with the spare and have parts on order. And never did get to visit with my friend and her new baby.

At least I was able to drop off the soup and homemade okay fine break apart and bake sugar cookies (I at least decorated with Halloween sprinkles for extra credit.)

At least Ivy didn’t eat the dog food. (I think).

At least we had a little “just the four of us” lunch at the pancake house.

At least the tire place didn’t charge me for all the work they did or tried to do and for putting on the spare.

At least everyone was ok. Thank goodness I wasn’t zooming down 80/94 with that huge chunk of metal in my tire. It could have been much worse.

There is a pancake house in every crappy day. You just have to find it, and be thankful for it.

Stephanie is Mom to three boys & a baby girl in Valparaiso, IN and blogs daily at Adventures In Babywearing . Follow her on Twitter- she’s babysteph .

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It’s Mother’s Day, Whoop De Doo! P.S. And thank you, Oprah

May 10th, 2009 - By Stephanie Precourt

By Stephanie Precourt

So, it’s Mother’s Day. Pretty much like any other day of the year at my house. Only I am reminded that maybe I should be feeling something extra special or maybe have the day OFF? But I don’t. Not really.

I don’t want gifts like jewelry or even flowers. We don’t have the extra money to celebrate this kind of day frivolously. I don’t need more STUFF.  What I want is to be doing what I’m doing right now, really. I went and got myself a latte and muffin from Starbucks and am now sitting at my computer with quiet all around me.

We had to stay home from church due to illnesses but thankfully naps are being taken by the littles (and Daddy, ahem) and the big kids are playing outside.

But I get a chance to write. And sip my iced coffee. And this is pretty nice. I wish I could do it the whole day long. I wish I could do this every day.

Truthfully, there is a load of hubby’s whites in the washer and colors in the dryer. I’ve got a pasta salad to make for a BBQ tonight. Then lunch to make. And dishes to wash after that. In probably a few minutes Ivy will be up and I’ll be juggling babies and chores again- (OH JUST AS I TYPED THAT THE DOOR SLAMMED AND THE MONITOR LIT UP WITH IVY’S “I’M AWAKE” CRIES!) (Oh, she went back to sleep.)

A nap is no where in my near future today or probably this whole week. I’m getting over some sort of cold, too. One that was passed to me by my hubby who got to stay home 1 1/2 days of work and sleep the entire time because of it. But me? I blow my nose and keep on truckin’.

(Ivy is up now.)

So, I did get a couple cute things from the kids like homemade artwork and papers they made in school.

And a card Noah made for me with a special treat inside.

Looks like I’ll be getting myself a grilled chicken meal this week. And no, that is not my hubby’s idea of giving a Mother’s Day gift- Noah found the coupon in my Mom’s purse, apparently. Things are tight, but not that tight!

Well, even if they were, it’s the thought that counts. And it gave me a laugh.

Laughs are good presents.

If Mother’s Day is just like any other day of the year, then maybe I should look at any other day of the year like Mother’s Day. And treat myself accordingly.

Oprah, is there any way you can get Starbucks in on the free coupon downloads?

Stephanie blogs daily at Adventures In Babywearing. Follow her on Twitter- she’s babysteph .

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