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The Laundry List…..


As the More is More Mom®, I’m all about……more laundry lessons! By my own design, it would appear that I have raised a crown prince. Nick has always been an absolute pleasure; a wonderful son, encouraging brother, dedicated student, a devoted athlete and a hard working caddy. Since he’s always been so busy with school at the Be All and End All Academy, and flying out the door for hockey and golf practices, games and matches at all hours of the day and night, I’ve never really expected him to help out with household chores. Now that he’s headed out the door for college, however, it was time for a little lesson in laundry.

In as far as Nick has been concerned, laundry either gets flung into the farthest reaching corners of the room, left like a trail of breadcrumbs or tossed down the laundry chute only to find it suddenly, magically, reappearing neatly folded on his bed or hung up in his closet. Without a laundry chute outside his dorm room, and a momma to catch it on the other end, it was time to do or die. Either I could teach Nick how to do his laundry or arm him with a case of Febreze and hope no one lights a match.

My family insisted that the lessons could easily be conducted in our very own mud room, while I insisted, for the sake of authenticity, that we needed to head to the laundromat. In preparation for our outing, I banned Nick from the laundry chute, setting up the fabulous new pop up hamper in his bedroom in the hopes that all of the dirty laundry would end up there. Once his room was significantly stinky, with dirty clothes spilling over the edge, it was time for our field trip.

Our first step was sorting the lights from the darks. I know it’s a total pipe dream to think for a minute that Nick might actually separate out his laundry, but I wouldn’t be a very good teacher if I didn’t at least put him through the paces. With a complete stroke of luck, my friend, MAU, clued me in to these awesome Purex laundry sheets. I think the good people at NASA might have had something to do with this invention; laundry detergent on a sheet that you toss into the wash and then leave with the load as it heads to the dryer. No need to lug around a huge jug of detergent, with the potential for spilling and over pouring.

Nick sorted his clothes, started the wash machine and against my rule about NEVER leaving your laundry unattended, we made a quick Starbuck’s run for chocolate-y beverages and a breakfast sandwich for Nick. The moment of truth was fast approaching; folding a clean pile of clothes.

As a gal who lives for laundry and ironing, I must say that I was extremely impressed with Nick’s laundering prowess. The way that he folded those t-shirts; all I can say is apple, tree.

While I may not be quite ready for him to go, I know I will sleep at night with the knowledge that he’ll at least be wearing clean clothes!

More laundry, more Purex, more field trips, more mother/son bonding……

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The Life of a Crown Prince….


As the More is More Mom®, I’m all about……….more life with the Crown Prince! They say that a picture is worth a thousand words (but is it?). Over the weekend, Chuck was busy with yard work; cutting the grass, bagging the cuttings, trimming the bushes, pulling weeds and edging the lawn. And Nick? Lounging, with his feet up, in the little hammock, playing with Wrigley, awaiting his next assignment……..

In fairness, Nick has never really had the opportunity to learn the art, and pleasure, of summer outdoor maintenance and lawn care. Ever since he was 12 ½ years old, the summer after the 7th grade, Nick has been dedicated to his job as a caddy. While we still shag him out of bed at 6:20 in the morning (total Crown Prince behavior), Tuesday’s thru Sunday’s, and toast him a bagel or a Pop-Tart (breakfast of champions and more Crown Prince Behavior), in the beginning, before he could drive, we would load up his bike and drive him to the caddy shack (extreme Crown Prince behavior). I suppose he might have ridden his bike to the caddy shack, but it’s 4 miles from home, and I thought that riding there, carrying a bag for 18 holes, and riding another 4 miles home, in the beastly summer heat, would have made for too long and an exhausting day for him. He was just a peanut! One morning, as I was unloading his bike, his friend told me, “You know, Mrs. Nunley, you could always tell him no.”

I’ve never really found the need to tell him, “No.” Nick has always been a very respectful and hardworking boy, now, dare I say……….man. When he was a sophomore, at the Be All and End All Academy, he broke his ankle in a Foreign Language Club Soccer Tournament. His Latin teacher, knowing that he was a sports fanatic, asked Nick to play for the Latin Club Team (not too nerdy). During the game, he was kicked so violently, at such close range, on the outside of his right ankle that the bone on the inside of his ankle chipped off, requiring surgery, and two permanent pins to repair. Super lame; he definitely needed a better story. In high school, when you miss 4 days of school, it’s like missing a month. 3 months later, he was finally getting to the last project from his injury; writing a paper about John Steinbeck’s The Winter of Our Discontent, which was really the winter of our discontent because this stinking project was dragging on FOREVER. One afternoon, Nick and I were arguing about what I considered his lack of any sense of urgency in wrapping it up when, he enlightened me, “I’m a good kid, Mom. I don’t lie or cheat or steal. I’m not having sex, drinking or doing drugs. I work really hard at school and in my sports. So what if I’m a procrastinator?” And you know what? He was absolutely right. Being the Crown Prince has served him well.

I have always, woken Nick up in the morning (though he is capable of waking up to an alarm clock. He never missed one t-time last summer at golf camp or, more importantly, his college interviews). I fix him breakfast every morning, even if he’s on the fly. I pack him a lunch for school, for golf and snacks in the car. I wash, sort and fold his laundry and have been known to air out his hockey equipment (though, for this, I deserve a medal).  I have enjoyed being with him at every hockey game and practice, and walking the golf course with him, even in the blazing heat. I have proof-read numerous papers and run back to school to pick up countless books and homework assignments. I have quizzed him on his spelling and vocabulary words for 13 years. I did lunch room duty for his class every single week. I have been on all but two of Nick’s school field trips, ever.

In return, I have had the privilege of raising and getting to know a fine, bright, intelligent, gentle, generous, funny, hardworking, caring and talented young man; my Nick. So what if he’s had the Crown Prince experience? So what if he hasn’t learned about lawn care? He’s a very, very good boy……… Long live the Crown Prince!

More lawn care, more caddying, more hard work, more Crown Prince’s!

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Early Hockey Mornings Mean Tasty Breakfasts!


As the More is More Mom®, I am all about….more early mornings! Well, seriously, who wants to be about that? These first few weeks we’ve eased back into the school year, what with Amanda and her stress fracture limiting her hours at the gym and Nick only juggling golf and, oh what’s that other thing called again? School? Yes, that’s it. Monday morning, however, was a rude awakening….

 

We are a hockey family, one of the few things I have in common with Sarah Palin, though I have been know to go rogue at TJ Maxx. You see, this is how it works; the little Mite Hockey Players get the 5:50am time slot on Sunday mornings (Heaven forbid a family sleeps in on the weekend) and the High Schooler’s don’t see the ice until 9:10pm on a school night. Everyone knows that.  So, imagine our surprise last year to find that our new hockey coaches love 6am practice…on a weekday. A Monday no less!

I actually don’t have a problem with that. The way I see it is; the more you practice, the better you get. And really, what’s the difference? Morning? Noon? Night? No matter what, you have to wake up eventually, so you may as well get a move on. The beauty of the before High School practice is that your hockey player then has the remainder of the day to devote himself to his…….studies. Yay!

My poor Nick. These first few Monday mornings will be brutal; hockey practice before school at 6am, that pesky little thing known as school, then golf practices and tournaments. Yikes!  I seriously don’t know how this kid keeps his eyeballs open. I need toothpicks just thinking about it! These mornings are a total fire drill. Get hockey equipment and golf clubs in the car. Pack up the back pack (the night before, please!), bring a towel, shampoo, soap, shower shoes, under garments, shirt and tie (school uniform), belt and school shoes. He needs breakfast, lunch and a snack packed.

The old alarm clock chimes for me at 4:30am. With such a long day ahead, after I pack his lunch, the very least I can do is make Nick a great breakfast (we call that the Crown Prince Syndrome!). I suppose I could send him through the Mc Donald’s drive through, but what would be special about that? My guy likes an English muffin, egg and sausage sandwich, and who wouldn’t?

Sausage, Egg, and English Muffin Sandwich:

So simple!

In a ramekin:

Spray with non-stick cooking spray.

Break;

one egg

Pour in;

Splash of milk, salt and pepper

Whisk together.

Place in microwave with ramekin covered with paper towel, for 90 seconds.

Remove and set aside.

Toast, then butter, an English muffin.

On a platter, warm up a pre-cooked Jimmy Dean breakfast sausage patty, in the microwave for about 30 seconds.

Assemble; buttered English muffin, cooked egg, sausage patty and wrap in wax paper (for authenticity), and you’ve got yourself a warm and hearty breakfast sandwich. What better way to start the day then with a meal made with more love….

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