Representing all that is AMERICAN (to be read in a southern-hillbilly accent with a touch of GeorgeDubya)

As you might already know, I'm technically here as an AUPAIR, not just a nanny. So, technically, I'm supposed to be learning about another culture while teaching the kids about my own.

Thanks to the evil evil Disney channel, and the fact that I'm from the most egocentric country in on the planet, there's pretty much nothing I can teach these kids that they don't already know. While I struggle to learn the different little pieces of the Aussie lingo, everyone around me is able to translate.

bin = trash can
rubbish = trash
biscuit = cookie
lolli = candy
mince = ground meat
mobile = cell phone
chips = fries

blah blah blah.

But then the kids starting asking me about the REAL ins and outs of American culture.

"Lisa, what's a Twinkie? What's a Ho-ho? What's a sloppy joe?"

And I went on to explain why we're all obese.

For the past few Tuesday night dinners, I've been in charge. I know, it's scary. Annie (the old German nanny) and I tackle the 5 kids on our own, without adult supervision.

To distract the kids from how much nicer and more fun the old nanny was, I made tonight American dinner night.

Menu? Sloppy joes, fries, carrot sticks, pickles. Meat, potato, pseudo-veggies. The core of the American diet.

True American kids' cafeteria/summer camp/junk food.

They loved it. Really, they did.

Photo proof, from oldest to youngest ...

Elias

Ruben

Joel

Asher

Jasper

So don't you worry, America. Slowly but surely, I'm successfully spreading democracy and poor eating habits to all corners of the world.