{"id":851,"date":"2012-05-25T12:54:45","date_gmt":"2012-05-25T16:54:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/davidmcrampton.com\/?p=851"},"modified":"2021-03-24T15:54:02","modified_gmt":"2021-03-24T19:54:02","slug":"moms-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davidmcrampton.com\/?p=851","title":{"rendered":"Mom&#8217;s Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/picasaweb.google.com\/lh\/photo\/hB1Ln_QU_xGfJhQaIVckUdMTjNZETYmyPJy0liipFm0?feat=directlink\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/lh3.googleusercontent.com\/-Q--wvQnxJho\/T7-03AkLU_I\/AAAAAAAAEEg\/iI0jgMOm-oM\/s576\/IMAG0007.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"195\" height=\"346\" align=\"right\"><\/a>I&#8217;m fairly certain that the breakfast gods are taunting me with the ever-elusive over easy egg.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s how Nikki likes them, so she can mop the yolk up with her toast. I&#8217;ve gotten it right a few times, but that&#8217;s usually when she&#8217;s requested them be over medium. And for the ever-important Mother&#8217;s Day breakfast in bed, the yolk broke as it exited the shell. I raised my fists to the sky (ceiling) and roared my lament at the gods (wondered if that paint was chipping). Ah, well. At least I got her bacon floppy.<\/p>\n<p>With the baby wanting her morning nursing session, and the three- and five-year-olds in their natural, hyperactive state, I knew that Nikki wouldn&#8217;t get much of a chance to sleep in.&nbsp; I gave her what I could, though, and we all brought in her breakfast (DAMN YOU, EGG YOLKS!) and wished her a Happy Mother&#8217;s Day.&nbsp; I gave her my homemade card, which let her know in no uncertain terms exactly what her Mother&#8217;s Day present was. A date with yours truly to see the Avengers! The kids were a bit disappointed that they couldn&#8217;t come along, but they got to give her tissue paper flowers. How am I supposed to compete with that?<\/p>\n<p>Later, it was off to the T-W-P to hang out with my parents and my brother.&nbsp; My Dad cooked steaks under the guise of not letting Mom cook, but she still ended up putting out snacks and making her potato salad. Sometimes I have to wonder if that&#8217;s Mom&#8217;s need to be a host, or if it&#8217;s Dad&#8217;s idea that an entire meal can consist of steak. Not that I disagree with him&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>The kids were their usual wild and crazy selves, Joe hung out a lot with Aidan and Cian, and Acelyn soaked up as much attention as she could get, as always.<\/p>\n<p>Nikki and I have caught up on the Marvel movies that one or both of us had missed (<a href=\"http:\/\/marvel.com\/movies\/movie\/130\/iron_man_2\">Iron Man 2<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/marvel.com\/movies\/movie\/36\/thor\">Thor<\/a>, and <a href=\"http:\/\/marvel.com\/movies\/movie\/125\/captain_america_the_first_avenger\">Captain America<\/a>), so we&#8217;re ready to go for <a href=\"http:\/\/marvel.com\/avengers_movie\/\">The Avengers<\/a>. All we need to do is pick a date and confirm kid-watching, and it&#8217;ll be popcorn and superheroes for DAYS.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m fairly certain that the breakfast gods are taunting me with the ever-elusive over easy egg. That&#8217;s how Nikki likes them, so she can mop the yolk up with her toast. 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