Wild thing, you make my heart...sing?

I made these lemon poppyseed muffins a few days ago and thought it was hilarious how they turned out! Alot of them just had a mind of their own I tell ya. I think it must have been something to do with the lemon juice and the baking soda or baking powder reacting with one another. I've never seen anything like that before. It was amusing though. Wild thing, I think I love you!On a different note, you probably will have a hard time believing this, but with all the variety of food I cook and bake, none of it being yucky except maybe the jambalaya I made a couple months back and only because I let it cook too long and the rice ended up mushy. It's not like I'm making weiner casserole or spanish rice with huge onion chunks in it or anything. No offense mom, but yah...So I'm making super yum stuff like you've seen in my blog before and my kids have the nerve to complain and say things like, "Mommy, don't put any muffins in my lunch cuz I don't like them" or "Mommy, don't bother putting any juice boxes in my lunch anymore cuz I don't like them" or there's "Mommy, don't put any granola bars in my lunch because I don't like them!" I mean, it's everything from store bought stuff to homemade stuff. So flippin picky! So one day I said, "You guys are on the rice man! You're eatin rice for breakfast lunch and dinner until you can be grateful for all this yummy food you've been blessed with. I will supplement it with apples and milk. You can have all the apples, milk and rice you want until I decide you've changed your attitude sufficiently enough to be able to eat the food I make and buy for you." I mean, what makes them think they have the right to complain? Especially about everything? I'm like, 'you're not the one buyin' the food, you're not the one makin' the food....so you have no right to complain.' Well, I think this taught them a lesson. Mesa was on the rice wagon for 2 days. Blaze was on it for about 2 and a half. For now they are very careful about the comments they make about food. Candace on the other hand may need to go on it for the first time as she was away at camp when the other two went on it and she seems to be quite complainy still.
This was some yummy stir fry that Rick and I dined on while they were still on the rice. We would test them periodically while they were on the rice by saying. "We're having oatmeal for breakfast" or "We're having cow tongue for lunch tomorrow" but my favorite was Ricks "We're having dog poo on toast for breakfast" and their response you ask? "Oh good!" It was actually alot of fun when Rick was around. It was definetly alot cheaper to feed them when they were on the rice though! Cool...now stop thinking I'm a mean mom and hope that your kids are never this picky! or should I say complainy?