Some simultaneously make you laugh and become very concerned about your parenting skillz...
1. Tee was home sick and when I walked upstairs, he was watching Larry the Cable Guy - Only in America. I told him I wasn't sure he needed to be watching this show (I'd never seen it but was pretty sure I'd rather Phineas and Ferb teach him about America, not the cable guy. His reply went something like this...
"Mom, it's totally ok for me to watch. He's only learning to make Moonshine."
Some make you nod in agreement affirming the child talking is indeed the friut of your womb...
2. When I picked Sadie up in carpool, she told me she had to talk about a problem she was having at school.
Seeing the board?
Peer pressure to grow up to become a contestant on Dancing with the Stars?
And others are surprising that, in fact, even your lame, last minute attempts at a nutritious, well-balanced, but tasty dinner can be redeemed with a little faith and butter....
3. Tonight, I had nothing. Nothing. To. Cook.
Except some plain ol' boring chicken breasts and some broccoli. Yawn. The broccoli, I was ok with because my children could eat roasted broccoli until the cows came home. Which, if the cows actually would come home, at least I would have something interesting for dinner like a nice juicy rib-eye. I digress.
Anyway, somehow, I MADE THE BEST STINKIN' BAKED CHICKEN ON THE PLANET and because I'm a giver, I'm going to share the recipe with you. I'm not actually a giver according to my kids who are always trying to swipe my Diet Coke but tonight, I'm turning over a new leaf.
First off, I need to tell you that there will not be any pictures of the aforementioned chicken breasts. I have decided food is very difficult to photograph unless your name is Pioneer Woman and every time I try to photograph it, the food looks inedible. And I have food photography insecurities. I am unashamed.
Also, I know what your probably thinking; 'best baked chicken' sounds like an oxymoron but this recipe will renew your faith in chicken breasts, 350 degrees, and 30 minutes.
Take chicken breasts and season them with garlic salt and coursely ground pepper. Chill for two hours in refrigerator or don't like I didn't and live life on the edge.
Before baking, brush with melted butter and sprinkle with paprika.
Bake on a cookie sheet at 350 for 30 minutes.
The adult people liked it, the little people liked it, and Scout liked it because we had a friend of Sadie's here who didn't understand Hill House Rule #7: Never leave chicken unattended. It is like sending an invitation to Scout to take it from your plate and eat it while your watching in disbelief.