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I learned something valuable last night about Little Man.
Let me set the stage. It is around 6:25 PM and Little Man has just gotten his first plate of orange rice. He is happy as a clam and just scarfing the rice based casserole down. He is nearly finished with his plate when he abruptly just stops eating. This is quite unlike him. When orange rice is around, the Little Man transforms from his usual happy go-lucky self into a ravenous eating machine. A machine with no soul and only one reason for existing: the mass consumption of orange rice. He basically becomes the equivalent of one of the zombies from the B-movie zombie flicks that have an itch that only the brains of the living can scratch. Replace brains of the living with orange rice, and you have what Little Man becomes when there is Orange rice around. Anyway, he just stopped eating the orange rice, and I couldn’t figure out why until ‘hic’ he hiccoughed.
What’s the matter, big guy? I inquire.
I got ‘hic’ the hiccups. He sullenly replies
Oh, you got the hiccumupups? I ask empathetically
Yea, I got the hic ’hic’ cups. He responds
You don’t want the hiccups do you? I question.
No, I Don’t want hiccups. ‘hic’ He morosely continues
BOO-GET-TY!!!
Little Man jumped about 3 feet (close to his height) and looked at me with a big fat smile on his face.
NO! Papa! Don’t Do That! ‘hic’
What I learned: Little Man’s hiccoughs don’t go away when he gets startled.
To recap:
They went away when he drank something
It was rum
I kid, I kid, it was just whiskey
Would you believe a beer?
Just root-beer?
It was Berry Juicy Juice in a glass through a light green wacky straw
No really
Looks like Wifey might be going to Belgium for a conference
I don’t get to go to Belgium for conferences
Last conference I went to was in Columbus
And, I live in Columbus
Happy B-Day ACW
Let me set the stage. It is around 6:25 PM and Little Man has just gotten his first plate of orange rice. He is happy as a clam and just scarfing the rice based casserole down. He is nearly finished with his plate when he abruptly just stops eating. This is quite unlike him. When orange rice is around, the Little Man transforms from his usual happy go-lucky self into a ravenous eating machine. A machine with no soul and only one reason for existing: the mass consumption of orange rice. He basically becomes the equivalent of one of the zombies from the B-movie zombie flicks that have an itch that only the brains of the living can scratch. Replace brains of the living with orange rice, and you have what Little Man becomes when there is Orange rice around. Anyway, he just stopped eating the orange rice, and I couldn’t figure out why until ‘hic’ he hiccoughed.
What’s the matter, big guy? I inquire.
I got ‘hic’ the hiccups. He sullenly replies
Oh, you got the hiccumupups? I ask empathetically
Yea, I got the hic ’hic’ cups. He responds
You don’t want the hiccups do you? I question.
No, I Don’t want hiccups. ‘hic’ He morosely continues
BOO-GET-TY!!!
Little Man jumped about 3 feet (close to his height) and looked at me with a big fat smile on his face.
NO! Papa! Don’t Do That! ‘hic’
What I learned: Little Man’s hiccoughs don’t go away when he gets startled.
To recap:
They went away when he drank something
It was rum
I kid, I kid, it was just whiskey
Would you believe a beer?
Just root-beer?
It was Berry Juicy Juice in a glass through a light green wacky straw
No really
Looks like Wifey might be going to Belgium for a conference
I don’t get to go to Belgium for conferences
Last conference I went to was in Columbus
And, I live in Columbus
Happy B-Day ACW
Labels: Little Man
5 Comments:
Thanks for the birthday wishes!
Alas, I've tried the "scare-the-crap-out-of-my-kid" but it didn't work either. Though I was able to make them jump through the roof on two occasions. Ahhh, brings a smile to my face.
Ha ha. yet ANOTHER reason for having children, SRH. Sorry about the lack of electric conversation, (I have been reading yours and wifey's daily) just unable (too lazy) to devote the time to writing.
Time is getting closer, (UNDER 4 WEEKS LEFT) but I promise I will try to keep in contact (heckle) with you by way of your posts as often as possible.
ACW:
Everytime I think about my attempt to rid Little Man of the hiccoughs, I too grin from ear to ear.
JW:
There are many many reasons to have kids. This is just one of them.
So...what's orange rice?
Belsum:
I posted it before in the old blogarooney, but I can't find the recipe anywhere, so here it is again. Run on sentences are free
Ingredients:
1 Tbsp olive oil
1lb ground beef
1 white onion
1 box Uncle Ben's Quick Cook wild rice
1 can condensed tomato soup
1/4 cup milk (or milk sub in our case)
Seasoning for your tastes
Directions:
Cook the quick cook rice as per the directions on the box
Pre-heat the oven to 350F
Saute the onions (5-ish minutes)in a little olive oil then add the meat and brown. I always add salt and pepper here and a little garlic powder.
When meat is browned, add the rest of the ingredients and combine thoroughly.
But it in a casserole and bake at 350 for 30 minutes.
Little Man LOVES it
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