I made a delicious potato recipe tonight.  I LOVE making new recipes when they turn out just delicious the first time.  It is such a gratifying experience...especially if it LOOKS good.  Then I get to share it with my husband and kids..and they all just love my cooking!  Which makes me feel great.  OK., so, my kids will eat just about anything..and yeah..Travis isn't really very picky...at all...  Nevertheless, it feels great.  Well, enough on the topic of food.
The girls tried their little whining/fussing "mom, I need this, mom, I got hurt, mom, I gotta poop" ploy after putting them to bed tonight.  Travis wasn't home... and they knew it.  They know i'm softer... they give their best, until I let them know I'm not buying into it.  I have to give them credit.  Kids are smart, they know.  So, tonight, to let them know I wasn't about to spend my evening being tortured by the two of them, I told them that if they weren't going to be nice and go to sleep, they would not be getting their cereal in the morning (they usually get oatmeal) just like the three little kittens did not get their pie (a story the know and love).  "Ok, I'll be good," said Madeline.  "I wasn't fussing," says Amelia.  Ok then, "good night" I told them.   Not another sound came from the room.