To souffle or not to souffle.
That is the question that Jennifer and I were chatting about last night.
The Boy and I had the same discussion yesterday afternoon.
The Boy: Are you going to make the souffle, mom?
CC: I don’t know…I’m skeert of the souffle.
Boy: Your giving into your fears. They are just old wives tales. It isn’t hard at all. It is really simple, just cool it down in the oven after you turn it off, and leave the door open.
CC: Okay….What do souffles taste like?
Boy: Scrambled eggs.
CC: Well, that’s it then. No chocolate scrambled eggs souffle is being made in my kitchen. I’m not wasting my good chocolate on scrambled eggs.
Boy: Awh come on! Mom! Make it pleeeeeease???
CC: Nope. Not gonna happen.
And it didn’t.
Neither did anything else happen yesterday.
Well, it got washed…but not hung up. Ugh.
Nope. I read a book.
Today is a different story though. I have 2 days worth of stuff to make up for, and I’m already behind.