This Nemo ain't the Disney one

We got hit with a blizzard on Long Island. It's name? Nemo. Now, I loved the movie Finding Nemo. It was even better when they did it for 3D over the Summer. However, in the form of a blizzard.......Nemo can kiss my ass.

This Nemo ain't the Disney one, that's for damn sure. Nemo came to Long Island, dumped quite a few feet of snow onto your island, and left........

Our major highways were shut down in Suffolk County, and right now, as I write this post, our very own street has yet to be plowed. It's 3:33PM on Saturday the 9th of February. Yup, you got it, if we have any need for a fire truck, or an ambulance, there's no way in hell either of those vehicles will make it down our street.

But hey, the night the storm began, we chose to ignore the "bad weather" and take the time to bake. Doesn't everyone do this during a storm? No? Why the hell not? It's great fun.

Little Miss was suppose to have a play date, with our newly minted book club. The girls would read a book, and then we'd get together to do a craft, or make something in the kitchen, and listen to the book being read, and then chat about the book. Sounds like a lot of fun, and Little Miss was really excited.

And then Nemo started to swim into town.......bastard destroyed our plans. Put them on hold. However, Little Miss was disappointed, so was The Boy, as he was going to be joining us at the book club play date to hang with the younger siblings.

Long faces. Heartbreaking.......well, not for me. I told them SUCK IT UP. Shit happens. We'll do it in a couple of weeks when we have off for Winter Break. But oh, my fellow parent, he could not stand the long faces......or he just wanted an excuse to make something chocolate.

Clattering of pans in the kitchen, boxes being opened, and the kids were making mad dashes into the kitchen. Whenever they hear noise in the kitchen, they know Daddy's getting ready to bake. The kitchen is so rarely used in our house, I'm sure it wasn't prepared to handle baking during the storm, but it sucked it up for the kids!

Happy kids, helping bake.....

Now, you know, two kids mucking it up in the kitchen, while holding eggs is NOT going to end well for the egg......ONE GUESS what happened after this happy little picture was taken.

Yup. 

So, What's going through his mind? OH SHIT. Mom's going to flip the fuck out, Dad's going to be pissed I wasted an egg, and I'm going to miss out on chocolate cake. If I stand here, absolutely still, perhaps I won't get into too much trouble.....

Little Miss totally sold him out, too. She was the first one to point it out, even though we all heard the splat as it happened.

What did happen? I shook my head, snapped a photo, and my husband asked "do we have another egg in there?" When we were able to find another egg, all was right in the world.

Now, I cleaned it up, but if that wasn't RAW EGG, that little monster would have been cleaning it up. Since he was truly sorry, I let him have cake after all the hard work of pouring, mixing, and baking.

HOWEVER, his piece was the smallest piece out of all our pieces. HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Torturing him was SUPER FUN, and we all had a good time with it. Well, he whined a little, but I reminded him of the egg. Cracking on the floor. And MOMMY having to clean it up, before the dog went and ate any of it.

He shut up, and hugged the tiny itty bitty piece he was allowed to have.

We're all about learning lessons here at Staci and her Scorpios! I'm still not sure what lesson we taught on this one......but I'm sure there's one jammed in there somewhere.