All the rage in mom-fashion…the teething/nursing necklace! A wonderful accessory that not only looks good, but gives little hands something to play with when they nurse and little gums something to chew on when they are teething. There are lots of great places online to find these beauties and I am all for supporting crafty small businesses, but being crafty myself, and (perhaps more importantly) cheap, I decided to go the DIY route.
Every parent wants their children to be like them at least a little bit…if it’s carrying on the family business, going to their alma mater, or cheering for their favorite sportsball team. It’s really no different for us… Well… It’s a little different. We just want our kids to be geeks. Loud and proud. A few months ago, we decided to start Paddy on Star Wars. We wanted to test the waters, see if he would show any interest in it.
When I was in high school, my mom was a single mom and worked shift-work. That meant that we only saw each other in passing a lot of the time. Because of this, I was the kid that always had a note from mom tucked into my lunch or in my homework from the night before. And frankly I loved it! You hear stories about those kids getting picked on, but forget that.
I definitely have my favorites when it comes to baking…brownies and chocolate chip cookies come to mind. But, I am also willing to experiment now and then. A while ago, a funfetti cookie cake recipe crossed my path and I decided to give it a go. I passed on the frosting portion of this particular recipe, but the cookie cake was delightful! A few weeks back I was looking for something different to bake, and I thought of this recipe, but as actual cookies (big cookies) instead of the cookie cake.
Where I live there are not a lot of places to go for entertainment. Most of our adventures require some amount of travel. So when an opportunity presents itself, I jump on it. Even if that opportunity is a day trip to Target with my mom and the kids. This may seem silly to most people, but the closest Target is still nearly an hour away so, even this is an adventure.
Cupcakes! Who doesn’t love a cupcake?!? My husband, thats who! Okay, that’s not entirely true but, he does not have the same affinity for baked good that I do. When our first long weekend of the summer rolled around back in May you can bet that baking was on my list of things to do and I wanted to make cupcakes! I asked Paddy what kind of cupcakes he wanted…”Chocolate!” he replied.
Miss Mo, the Snow Princess, is now four whole months old. How? Why? I miss her tiny newborn body, her little cries, and her sleepy eyes. Nature is cruel and kind that way. I was so sleep deprived for the first little bit that it seemed to disappear in an instant taking with it the bad memories that make a mother question everything in existence (at least this mother). But she is four months old now!
Baking is what I do when I am feeling stressed and what I do when I am happy. I like to think that baking as a stress relief is a healthy practice… unfortunately it usually leads to eating as a stress relief, which is a less healthy practice. But fear not…I’ve found the solution! Spinach muffins! Before you judge, hear me out. The ingredients are healthy ones…whole wheat flour, honey for the sweetener, a bunch of spinach, and a banana…but they are still muffins.
We’re moving again! This will be the eighth home the Mister and I have shared. At this point, moving is just a way of life for us. We are slowing down, though. This is the second minor move we have made where we are just making small adjustments to quality of life without uprooting or relocating. We have a family and good jobs now, so we don’t plan on leaving the area any time soon.
It has been almost two months since our beautiful baby girl came into the world on one of the snowiest days of the year. It is hard to believe that so much time has passed. Her birth was similar to her brother’s in a lot of ways and also different in many. For starters I labored for about 15 hours both times. With Molly, however the bulk of that was spent in the comfort of my own home with the Mister, Paddy, and my mom to keep me company.