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How are you? "How are you?" my child asked early this morning. It's the only child who checks on me and feels alarmed if I don't show up. If I die the others will find me long after my death unless they need me for something urgently. I am still in bed and don't feel too well. To be honest I don't feel to dragging myself out again. My belly hurts and my hands are stuck on it and I can't let go of it. I wish the homeschooling started again and I could do as I like for a change. In reality, I wake up early. Frequently due a terrible pain in my toes, at times the sides of my foot. I can not figure out what causes it. The only thing I try is reaching it (belly hurts) and touching, carefully rub it. It distracts a bit and so does the extreme cold. A warm bed makes it worse? Still, I get out because school waits. "I'll take the waffles then, we share them." "Give her fewer she complains about gaining weight and take an apple!" The youngest complains but seems to lost the ability to refuse food these days. I wonder what causes it hormones, stress, school? "I'll help you losing weight," I said but no response came. I instruct the other child not to offer any food and make the youngest drink more, tea or hot water. While the youngest only cares about itself the caring child makes tea, cuts the apple in pieces, and is glad to discover it didn't take me that long to show up dressed. I switch my phone on to check if my daughter responded. It's nearly the end of the year and within eight weeks, all annual end bills will be delivered. Gas, electricity, water, taxes, and who knows what more. Perhaps it is time to show the caring child how to take care of the finances as well? It's online banking and most of it is done automatically unless something goes wrong. Lately, a lot goes wrong by the way, and discussing it with the children isn't always easy. The youngest doesn't care or sees any need in getting worried in advance which means caring is my, our part. The caring one is always worried which causes the child a lot of stress. As time passed by it learned to talk about it and express its feelings. An active response, looking for solutions is the only way and at times sleeping over it is. On our way to the bus stop, it's quiet. The youngest is the one who always pushes and hates to be late. "Are you there you are so quiet " I ask. Not that I drive abroad and forgot you and you are 'home alone'. "I am always quiet, " is the answer (not quite true it seems to depend on the mood). Just in time for the bus we arrive. The caring child waves and says, "see you later", the youngest announces she will app me when to pick her up and slams the door, and hurries to catch the same bus. It's a good thing a long line of people waits to get in. Time to drive home. I think I go back to bed after I drank one liter. Actually, I have nothing to do except for driving my children up and down and listening, supporting, helping them out till the moment arrives they do the complete parenting and need to clean up after and drive me.

**Ingredients** Ingredients 100 grams of butter 1 egg tablespoon salt 100 grams of sugar 100 grams of cornflour 100 grams of rice flour **Oven**: 160-180°C **Time**: 12-20 minutes (depends on your oven, mine only has heard at the bottom) I put some egg on the top of the cookies. The children liked them. The youngest is surprised the cookies kept their shape. "Perhaps you should use this dough to bake 'speculaas' (spice cookies with the same spices as 'kruidnoten') it says.

The dough for 'kruidnoten' is made two days ago too. I will make them if I feel to it and figure out how to cover them with chocolate.

#kittywu #parenting #life #glutenfree

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