I feel I have been to the very end of the internet looking for a dessert to contribute to Thanksgiving dinner and I am growing frustrated, so I will turn it over to you. The only requirements are that it not be a pie (at least, not your standard pie) as my sister-in-law is doing pie and my mother doesn't like it, and that it go with pumpkin ice cream, which I am determined to make with my new ice cream maker mixer attachment thing. Go.
Is it common for children starting kindergarten to morph into rude, disrespectful, back-talking, soul-trying people who make you wonder how they shot from five to fourteen in three months? I don't talk about Mia here much anymore, because she's reached that point where I feel saying too much about her is violating her privacy, but sweet jeebus. Her new favorite phrases are "shut up" and "you can't make me" and she is lucky that her father and I both feel it is inappropriate to ever raise a hand to a child because nothing else is working and it is really, really tempting sometimes. We've talked to her about it, we know she is seeing this stuff at school and is curious about what will happen if she tries it, we know she is starting to test her independence, but we can't go on like this. I could use some new strategies up in here, if anybody has been there done that and lived to tell the tale.
(And don't get me wrong, she's still my perfect angel snowflake and isn't spending all of her time pouting in her room reapplying her black eyeliner, but the level of conflict is getting out of control.)