Once upon a time when my brother was maybe 5 and I was around 7, my mom & dad left us with friends for the weekend. This family ground their own wheat to make the flour to make whole wheat bread, and they showed us how to milk...I'm pretty sure it was a goat and not a cow...for the milk for breakfast. My point is, refined white sugar and surely Little Debbie type snack cakes were not a staple in this family's diet.
So anyway, the parents come in to ask us if we like oatmeal for breakfast.
Oatmeal? What's oatmeal? My brother and I turned to each other.
We didn't know oatmeal.
But we DID know oatmeal cookies. More specifically we knew the Little Debbie type of oatmeal cookie with the yummy white cream in the middle.
I stopped at three different stores today and never found these kind of oatmeal cookies, so I had to borrow a picture here:
My brother and I decided that obviously if the brown things on the outside were the "cookie", the white creamy icing on the inside must be the "oatmeal". Oatmeal. Cookie. Made sense to us. And what kid doesn't like pure sugar for breakfast? Yes! Some of that white creamy icing sounds like the breakfast of champions! We had obviously hit the jackpot.
We assured the unsuspecting parents we definitely liked oatmeal, only to refuse to eat the hot unsweetened bowl of mush which was served to us, the same gluey stuff had turned our own mother against oatmeal for life.
I tell you this because if your own child or a child you have known has clamored for a food that was later refused, there may have been a similar misunderstanding.
The only other information I really have to share this week is that bail bonds go with everything. Apparently.
Bail bonds and tacos, for example:
(I apologize for the lousy picture, but it's hard to take at night from a moving vehicle. I assure you that the last word is the bail "bonds" though.)
Next up, bail bonds and a hair cut. Bail bonds and a hair cut kind of confused me at first, but I guess you want to look your best in court:
And that's about it, except for this sort of scary picture of my bipolar kitty:
He's not that scary in real life. Except for sometimes. Hope everyone is having a good week!
Update: To clarify any misunderstandings, we did NOT learn of the oatmeal cookies from our parents! I'm afraid we had previously learned of the snack cakes from other kids' lunches. I'm not sure of why we didn't learn of unsweetened, unflavored oatmeal from other kids' lunches...