My Wonderfully Sick Daughter

People are always telling you stories about the cute things their kids have done. Nobody wants to read about these. We all know kids do cute things, and they’re never as cute to other people.

On the other hand, since MilliCal is my daughter, she doesn’t do Cute things. She does Sick things. You might find this a refreshing change of pace.
Pepper Mill, MilliCal, and I went to the nearby Bertucci’s Pizzeria for dinner tonight (must be the influence of that thread on Best Pizza). One of the neat thing Bertucci’s does is to give the kids not only crayons and a children’s menu to color (like everyone else), but a glob of pizza dough to play with as well. MilliCal, who is almost four, loved this.

Unfortunately, I went to the Men’s Room and missed the best part. I have to rely on Pepper Mill’s report for this.

MilliCal suddenly said “Mommy look at this!”

Pepper, who had been drinking her lemonade, looked over to see.

“I made a Brain!” MilliCal shouted triumphantly, holding up a pizza dough brain, such as Doctor Pretorious would have been proud of. The people behind her suddenly stopped eating.

“You made a brain? That’s very nice!” said Pepper, who believes in encouraging creativity.

By the time I got back from the bathroom the Brain had become a Cobra, so I can’t say anything about its appearance. (“It was a glob of dough,” says Pepper, who is reading this over my shoulder.)“She’s YOUR daughter,” said Pepper.

I don’t know where she gets this from. I haven’t even shown her my copy of Bride of Frankensein yet.

That’s great!

[But it’s kinda cute…]

Somewhere in my apt is a brain-shaped jello mold. Well it’s actually half a brain but it did come with instructions on how to make grey jello.

My two sons and I were in a consignment shop for kid’s clothing yesterday. I was standing in line at the cash register behind someone who was buying a lot of stuff. Since the cashier was having to make itemized lists of what was being purchased, this was going very slowly.

My son David,(5), noticed a security camera on the ceiling. Soon, he and his older brother Chris found several more of them around the store, and noted that the images from them showed up on the monitor by the cash register. To entertain themselves, they started taking turns mugging for the camera while the other one watched on the monitor. I was just glad that they had found something to do rather than standing beside me complaining “How much longer is this going to take?”

Then I looked over, and saw David in the aisle next to me…MOONING the camera.

I hissed “David!”, and gave him my best motherly scowl, and he quickly straightened up with a guilty look, knowing he’d been caught. I had to turn away to keep from laughing my head off.

I suppose I should have been mortified by this, but I still think it was hilarious.

I like you! I’ve seen the mold but I hadn’t heard of the “grey matter” recipe.

Please share (even if only by email).

i am somones kid and i can assure you all that we have no end of fun causing humor through comitting disgusting acts, just remeber laughing at minor rebellion in your kids when your teen desides to rebell, and i ask you as a teen to tolerate some rebellion, but make sure they stay clean, even if it isnt cool, make sure you know where they are and what they are doing.

And the whole thread comes together…

I have both the “brain” and the “heart” Jell-O molds. I gave Soupo the choice between them, and he chose the “heart”.

So “brains” were planted in his mind.

Bill Nye the Science Guy sson after had a “brain” episode. The things you learn on PBS.

A few days later, he was playing with his Play-Doh. He made a “brain”.

(This is not to one-up CalMeacham in any way. Soupo’s “brain” was primed. MilliCal had a spontaneous “brain” incedent.)

The recipe for flesh-toned Jell-O

  • 3 large boxes (net wt. 6 oz. ea.) peach or watermelon Jell-O

  • 1 can (net wt. 12 oz.) lite evaporated skim milk (99.5% or 100% fat free) only.

  • 2 tsp. veg. oil (to lube mold)

-green food coloring

  • 3 1/2 cups water total (2 1/2 cups boiled, 1 cup cold).

Gelatin + boiling water. Mix completely. Add cold water. Add skim milk. Add green food coloring till flesh toned. Mold. Chill. Eat.
-Rue.

Our daughter was about 6 when she and Mrs. Mercotan were watching TLC, about cesarian sections. Mrs. Mercotan quickly gets grossed out, and leaves the room, as they show the abdomen being opened and the uterus exposed. A few minutes later, daughter runs into the kitchen. “Was it too much for you, honey?” asks the Mrs. “No, I got hungry” says daughter, grabs food, and plunks herself down back in front of the TV.

I blame (credit) myself. Our dinner table conversation over the years has frequently included the surgical procedures I had to unexpectedly do during the workday.

(totally shameless BUMP)