Naughty Mommy!

I am such a naughty mommy.

So this past Monday we got dumped on with snow. I was at work and the snow hadn't stopped all day so when it was time to go home I decided to grab my laptop just in case we were snowed in and I couldn't make it to work the next day. Then it occurred to me that we didn't have much in the fridge so I swung by the grocery store quick to pick up a few things. By the way, only I can swing by the grocery store and in a mere 20 min spend $150. Yep, just a quick trip to the grocery store for a couple things.

When I got home I was busily trying to put everything away so I could get dinner started but my vulture-like children kept wanting to eat a little of everything I had bought. First it was some blueberries. Then some celery with peanut butter, then sugar snap peas dipped in ranch and finally they wanted strawberries with sugar sprinkled on them. Not all together bad snacks but they sure didn't save much room for the spaghetti I was about to make.

You are probably wondering where the 'naughty mommy' part enters this story, right?

Gimmie a minute... I am getting to that part.

I happily prepared the kids each of their (mostly) healthy snacks, the last being the strawberries sprinkled with sugar. The kids took their loot and I ushered them out to eat at the coffee table by their Dad so I could get a move on. I finished putting the groceries away and got started on dinner. All of the sudden, Grant came out of the porch proclaiming that the strawberries tasted like poop.

"Poop?" I said.

"Yes , POOP! These strawberries taste nasty, Mom." as he wrinkled up his nose and puckered his lips with a face of pure disgust. Next he proceeded to spit out the half chewed strawberry into the garbage. Next, Audrey emerged from the porch with the same face of disgust, carrying her bowl of strawberries and said "These berries yucky!"

I was completely confused. The berries looked nice, red and ripe. And I had sprinkled plenty of sugar on them to take away any bitterness, if there was any.

Of course, I had to try one to see what all the fuss was about. And you know what?! They DID taste NASTY. Not necessarily like POOP, but pretty darn NASTY!

Wanna know why?

Because I had mistakenly sprinkled SALT on them instead of sugar! ISH, ISH, ISHY!!

I had a little Tupperware with what I thought was sugar in it because the bag of sugar doesn't always all fit into the canister.

Silly me!

Now I remember that I had emptied the container of Morton salt into the Tupperware because the bottom of the cardboard container had gotten wet and I didn't want the salt to get all stuck together from moisture.

Ooops! I felt terrible so I explained what had happened, apologized, and did what any good mother would do...rinsed the salt coated strawberries off with cold water, and then made sure that they were sprinkled with REAL sugar.

All of this apparently was not good enough because Audrey scowled at me and said "Naughty Mommy" and Grant echoed with "Yeah, Naughty Mommy!

Poor kiddos! I think I may have scarred them for life.