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Toaster strudel art

This morning, like many mornings of late, JG had two raspberry Toaster Strudel for breakfast. The frozen pastry has to be just right; not too singed, the right temperature and with art du jour.

We began decorating the strudel with the standard zig-zag pattern, we then moved on to letters. JG then requested names; his name, my name, the dog's name, you get the picture.

Portraits were next. There was JG happy, JG sad. JG and his best buddy NB playing Game Cube, both happy and sad.

Today we drew his stuffed animals: Speedy the turtle and his new Polar Bear from papa Ed. Do you know how hard it is to draw a turtle on a 2x3 pastry? I thought the bear was my better attempt, but JG told me the bear looked like a dog. I filled in the whole head with the white frosting and told him it was the back of the bear's head. He seemed to accept that and ate it all gone.

What have I become? Oh, yeah Toaster Strudel Artist Extraordinaire. Bet the title would look impressive on a resume.

Wonder what will be on the docket for tomorrow? Knowing JG it just may be Cambodia and Peru.

Comments

K~ said…
You're comments on your kids are a refreshing part of my day! It is nice to other children needing particulars in the AM, Midday, or PM for that matter.

I live in the Highland Village area. Do you know where that is?

K~
bobbione8y said…
oh Susan.

that is great. can't you see that on a resume? did you ever IMAGINE you would have the kind of skill set you have as a mom?

:) crazy. you make me wanna eat toaster strudel, though, you really do.

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