I’ve always been a little intimidated by that mom. You know the ones. They have fabulous projects that teach great life skills planned for their children each day. They plan out rounded meals that include twenty-six food groups and never, ever feed their children unhealthy foods like sugar.
I am not that mom.
I did, however, put blue food coloring in the bread pudding I was making when I realized that it was the day for opening ceremonies for the Olympics and we had a red-cranberries white-frosting going on. Bring on the red, white, and blue bread pudding… slightly skewed with colors running. I tried.
Unfortunately, these colors don’t run true. My patriotism is not reflected in my inability to be that mom, right?