She’s a wreck.
Between moving to the country and spending her day, every day, all day with, well, me…all I can say is God Bless the Diva.
To occupy herself, she’s taken up a few, new pasttimes.
First, she’s decided to try photography. At the homeschool co-op we attend, she took two photography classes. Here are the results.
An angle shot:
That’s Tie-Dye, a yard sale find that I was sure would have been better suited to another family. The Diva was sure he belonged with us, and she was armed with allowance money. Who decided she should get an allowance?
I’m looking into that one.
Here’s a low-light shot:
Candles can be tricky to shoot, but she did a good job on this one.
In addition to photography, she’s also decided to try her hand at cooking. “She” decided that, as in I decided it was part of her homeschool curriculum. In reality, like any intelligent mother, I know that the sooner she learns to cook, the sooner I can lay on the couch watching T.V. and eating candy corn.
She learns a new skill; I get candy corn. It’s a win-win, really.
She has, in her arsenal, the following cookbook, which she and I highly recommend:
Y’all know anything Ms. Paula makes is gonna be good.
In it is a recipe for Sausage Quiche. Having never seen the word, “quiche” before, the Diva quickly told me that she wanted to make Sausage Quee-chee. And so it is.
Here’s the beginning:
Basically, you need a pound of breakfast sausage, half-and-half, shredded cheddar cheese, a pie crust, 3 eggs, and the Princess Diaries playing on the T.V. in the adjoining living room. However, the latter is not, as it turns out, essential to the success of the Quee-chee.
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.
First, you brown the sausage:
You do that with your left hand because you’re a Southpaw. Your fingernails are red because you’re a Diva, and that’s how you roll.
During this step, which can be “unfun,” as it turns out, it’s important that you sigh loudly to express your disgust with raw meat and console yourself by watching the Princess Diaries simultaneously. If you get really bored, you can begin peppering your Mommy, who’s rolling out the pie crust, with random questions.
She won’t mind. She won’t even remind you to focus on your task or that the Princess Diaries is on.
Then, you spoon the browned sausage (sans grease) into the homemade pie crust your Mommy made (or one you bought at the store…I won’t judge):
Next, cover the sausage with 2 cups of shredded cheddar:
Oh, my gosh, she’s cute! See that little bottom, pouty lip? That’s my favorite!
Next, crack the eggs into a separate bowl:
Add the half-and-half to the eggs and beat with a whisk:
It is during this step that, since you are now facing the T.V., you might get distracted by Anne Hathaway. Resist the urge to get distracted and beat those eggs!
With the pie plate on a cookie sheet, pour the egg mixture over the sausage and cheese:
Bake for 35-ish minutes, till it’s not like Mommy’s thighs jiggly anymore.
Then, and this is very important, take it out of the oven and let it sit for about 15 to 20 minutes.
While you’re waiting for all this to happen, you have a few choices.
A. Watch The Princess Diaries
B. Pepper your Mommy with more random questions
C. Do an interpretive dance
D. All of the above
When it’s done, here’s what it looks like:
And, oh, my gosh, you wanna talk about good! It’s unbelievable! Put some breakfast potatoes and some leftover, homemade biscuits from breakfast on the side, and you’ve got yourself some dinner. Or breakfast. Or lunch. Or afternoon snack. Big Daddy packed him some in a Tupperware: potatoes on bottom, slice of quee-chee on top, for breakfast at work tomorrow.
Oh, and here’s the best part:
The Diva does her own dishes.
It’s a part of the total educational program we’re offering here in the country.
I’ll get back with you on the allowance issue.
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