Or maybe just 10.

You might be asking:

1)  Sweet Lawdy, what happened to Lulu?

Lulu was up multiple times during the night with her cold.  Luckily, I’ve trained both girls to call “Daddy, Daddy!” in the middle of the night and sometimes I take sleep aids.  Unfortunately, Daddy looked worse than Lulu this morning.

2)  What are they drinking?

Strawberry banana smoothies.  Duh.  Give me a hard one.

3)  What are they watching?

Due to Lulu sitting on the remote at some point during the morning, Sesame Street got turned into a little telenovela action.

Ay yi yi!  Dios mio!

4) The Pink Princess is back?  What happened to the banana?

Gigi informed me that the witch turned the banana into a princess.  She really is a nice witch.  But somehow the banana returned, only to ride off into the sunset.

She must really be concentrating hard.

5)  But what did YOU have for breakfast?

I snacked on a bi-Kashial bowl of cereal (1/2 Kashi Go Lean, 1/2 Kashi Go Lean Crunch) while sipping my coffee and checking my email in my sweaty workout clothes.  That’s right, I ran two miles…in a row.  Ain’t no thang.

After a bit I was still hungry, so I had a pear.

I call this breakfast: Pear Crisp Deconstructed.  I’m going to win Top Chef next season.  You’ll see.

6)  How did your kids stay active today?

I was informed that this was “Pilates.”  Cripes, that’s what I was doing wrong.  I foolishly completely omitted “stick ponies” from the equation.  Note that the cat is unphased.  Also note that Gigi has no fear in showing her midriff thanks to her Pilates training.  I could take a page out of her book.

7.  Was your lunch worth mentioning?

Hardly.

I had a cup of Pacific Foods Cashew Carrot Ginger soup and a salad with spinach, cabbage, broccoli, pickles, tahini dressing and almonds.

8.  Did you go anywhere today?

We did, and we played “I Spy” all the way there.

Lulu just said, “I spay-uh, wif my widdle eye-uh, somefing BWOWN!”

Note she is looking RIGHT at her brown shoes and Gigi is pointing right at them as well.  Still, when Gigi asked, “Is it your shoes?” Lulu responded, “YAAAYUH!” in utter disbelief.

We went to Costco and bra shopping.  Well, we tried to go bra shopping at Costco (don’t judge) but they didn’t have my size.  They weren’t sold out or anything, they just don’t carry bras THAT SMALL.  Ouch.

So I got to chase two runny nosed toddlers around the lingerie section of a department store.  Gigi picked up something in a D cup and said, “Mommy, buy these BOOBS!”  If only I could, honey, if only I could.

9. Can you stop talking about your boobs and just give us a recipe or something?

Indeed, I can.  I got home late this evening because I had an appointment to get my haircut.  I’d show you a picture, but it was just a trim AND I think if I had to look at another picture of my hair on this blog, I’d unsubscribe to myself.

I’ve been craving chickpeas all day…and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, a bottle of red wine and Twilight on DVD.  I went with the chickpeas.

Pumpkin Spice Roasted Chickpeas

1 can of chickpeas, rinsed, drained and patted dry

2 T. maple syrup

1 t. canola oil (or oil of your choice)

1 t. apple cider vinegar

1/8 t. salt

1/4 t. nutmeg

1/4 t. ginger

3/4 t. cinnamon

Preheat oven to 350.  Combine all ingredients in a large mixing bowl until evenly coated.

Spread chickpeas on a cookie sheet sprayed with cooking spray.

Bake for 25 minutes.  Stir chickpeas every ten minutes to ensure even crisping.

I could have eaten the whole batch, but I didn’t.

Instead, I threw some on a salad that I ate alongside some kabocha fries.

10.  Are you done with this stupid question thing yet?

Yup.