Actually at first the Chicken lettuce wrap nearly brought each of them to their death (except the baby - he could throw crap at you and you would smile - HE.IS.THAT.CUTE)
It all started with me and my grand idea of not only getting back to our weekly (M-F) dinner menu plan - which usually works out well for everyone - I had to go and kill a part of my childrens soul by telling them that I was going to split them up into 2 groups (when I type that it makes it sound like I collect children and organize them by group - weird...) and each group would be responsible for making dinner - with assistance- 2 nights per week per group.
This news was met with the biggest, whiniest bunch of bull shit I have ever heard or seen. One of them cried, one of them layed on the floor and curled into the fetal position and one actually asked if this was now an army camp. An army camp? My head snapped around so fast that I am fairly sure I have whiplash.
There was eye rolling, deep and heavy sighs followed by the one single word that makes me lose all maternal instinct WHYYYYYY. Of course I reply to that with "BECAUSE.I.SAID.SO." Which is totally Lame but that comeback has been used for centuries, in fact I am pretty sure it is in the bible somewhere, so who am I to question God.
Of course after realizing the severity of their actions and witnessing my head actually coming loose of my neck and rotating with hurricane force around the house, speaking in tongue or possibly spanish and calling all of them by their complete birth names - there were apologies made and the first group (not weird at all) promptly got out the recipe and all needed ingredients and prepared the most tastiest Sesame Chicken lettuce wraps.
Then something miraculous happened. Even more miraculous than the profile of Jesus appearing in a grilled cheese sandwich. We all sat down and ate and not one of my minions complained. Even the crap throwing baby grubbed down.
To show that I did indeed appreciate their change in ways, I made them all banana splits. Which is really hard to do when your head is no longer attached to your neck.