He Who Smelt It, Dealt It
Guess where I went to high school?

There but for the grace of God go I
Some poor temp is in for a crappy day.

Did I mention?
Big long post coming, probably tonight. It's half done, but I was busy last night. You know. Going to Chef School.

Guess what the post will be about?

Wit and Wisdom of the Ice Prince
Yes, I start Chef School tonight. And Ice Prince wishes I would shut up about it. The first words out of his mouth this morning were “You’re going to Chef School today! I thought I’d better say it before YOU did. AGAIN.”

Anyhow, as he grows up, he’s becoming a very interesting person. Everyday he tells me he loves me. And every day at some point he says, with total sincerity :”This is the BEST day of my whole LIFE!” What a great attitude, eh?

The other day he saw a pigeon.

IP: Hi Pigeon! Where are you from?
(Pigeon squawks and flies away.)
ME: What did he say?
IP: He’s from Australia.
ME: What a long way to fly. His wings must be tired.
IP: Naw, he took the Pigeon Train.
ME: I guess that makes him a Passenger Pigeon! Ha!
IP: (gives me a blank “My mom is such a dork” look)

And another conversation:
IP: Some people make fun of brown people just because they’re brown, but I don’t think that’s right.
Isn’t that great? Sometimes I think I have no clue what I’m doing as a parent and then he says something like that that make me think I must be doing something right.