How I Ruined My Nephew's Life With Breadcrumbs

On Friday night I had my family over for Kol Nidre, the traditional meal before the Yom Kippur fast.  And because you have to fast for 24 hours, I made heavy food.  Homemade macaroni and cheese, and cheesy rice casserole.  My nephew, who seems to always have an opinion about food, was mortified that I put BREADCRUMBS on the macaroni and cheese.  He loudly exclaimed, upon looking at the piping hot dish, "WHAT ARE THOSE?" and I said "breadcrumbs," to which he replied," "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?"

Upon tasting the dish, he said "BREADCRUMBS HAVE RUINED MY WHOLE LIFE."

I did explain that breadcrumbs are just bread that has been beat to death with a shoe to make crumbs.  That didn't seem to help matters.

So, I will have you know I not only ruined my own child's life by being lunch mom, I also ruined my nephew's life, WITH BREADCRUMBS. 

I win.

Being an Aunt is a Blast

Sunday night we went out to dinner with my whole family.  My 8 year old nephew is one of my favorite people in the whole world, and certainly one of Michael's.  He was explaining to us why he would not eat a "living creature."  His father explained to him that he does eat living creatures and he said he meant a living creature from the sea.  I told him he eats salmon, which is a sea creature, and his father told him he eats living creatures from the land.

My nephew responded with "I eat a hamburger which is a living creature from a cow and I eat a hot dog which is a living creature from a dog."

I looked at my sister and said, "you have to let me blog this." 

8 year olds are fun.

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Thank you for all your thoughtful comments on this.  I still don't know what we are going to do, but I will let you know as soon as I do.