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Friday, November 18, 2011

Peppercini = F.U.N.

I love peppercinis. I didn't alwats but a now ex taught me the value of spice and truthfully I'm pretty thankful for that, they taste good and happen to be my "spicy" treat of the day. (Who needs sweet when you have spice?)
Tonight my kids and I were hanging out in the Kitchen while nymph six year old ate dinner and I snacked on peppercinis and my oldest just hung out because she loves us. I was trying to get them to try the peppercini but both refused. Finally, possibly after a threat to shut off a cell phone, my oldest agreed. I held it out and she bit down and there must have been a small pin prick hole in it because a stream of juices squirt out and land directly on me! The kids begin giggling hysterically, me too actually. My six year old then wants to try for the shear purpose of squirting me, I obliged. What can I say? I'm an awesome mom!
At this point all they are doing is biting down on it,playing, but they are not willing to actually eat it. But I am way clever than them.
My kids are really competitive. They get it from me. So I tell them we will race. Them against me. Pepper to pepper. They agree and off we go. He bites half. She bites half. I bit whole and we are racing to the swallow line. In all honesty I won but I pretended to still chew so they could have the glory and because I was impressed. After they won they excitedly declared in an awkward run on sentence that the peppercini was nasty and they wanted to do it again.

They power of winning is amazing. So is the laughter of my children.

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