Ah life with a new born…
It’s crazy, hectic, slow, relaxing, and tiring. So basically it’s everything all rolled into one.
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All about my adventures with cooking, crafts, and travel
Ah life with a new born…
It’s crazy, hectic, slow, relaxing, and tiring. So basically it’s everything all rolled into one.
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Behold! The best slider ever!
I know that is a bold statement but I’m pretty sure that you would agree.
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Let’s talk The Handmaid’s Tale!!!
I am addicted. Seriously addicted. I have watched and re-watched the available 5 episodes. And I am counting down until the new episode is released on Wednesday.
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We had our first trip of the year to the beach this past weekend.
It was perfect. Minus the sunburn. But still perfect.
We headed to the beach with our friends Nichole and Josh with their daughter Sophia since Autumn wanted to play with So-Fee-ya. Yes, that is how she says Sophia, she enunciates each syllable like that. Love it.
It was wonderful getting to get some fun and tons of sun in the mix between the million things around the house that are still keeping us really busy. (I will have a room by room update soon, I swear!)
The worst part about going to the beach is the walk back from the spot to the car. You’re tired. The kids are tired. You don’t want to be lugging all the crap back. At least when you were heading towards the water at the start of the day you were eagerly looking forward to plopping your butt in a beach chair. Now, it’s the journey back across the Sahara desert to the parking lot where you need to wash off the kids, get the uber hot car, pack it up, and venture back home.
And why, oh why, doesn’t my kid pass out once she is in the car?!?!?! Oh no, she needs to spend half the hour long car ride recapping the beach day. That’s cool, we know you played with Sophia,that you used your ‘surfboard’ (kickboard), and you ate chips. Blah Blah Blah. How about you chill and sleep so we can decompress in silence and you get a nap in?!?!? No, okay, that’s cool…
That is when I wish I could run into the house and grab the bottle of tequila and give it a big chug before getting started on the wet, sandy laundry. Only 35 day left until baby #2 arrives!!!
Until then, I’ll be licking my fingers clean of this sweet, zesty icing. It’s so dang good. It’s the margarita mix in it. Dreamy.
Makes 12 rolls
Ingredients
For the Dough
For the Filling
For the Icing
Process
I just signed up for a weekly co-op package in the community where we live and it’s making my gleefully excited.
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Damn, toddlers are difficult.
Under statement of the year, right?
Besides stating all the obvious things like them freaking the eff out over dumb stuff like what shoes they want to wear (I swear we can NEVER find the pair she wants to wear right that very minute!) or the Minnie/Dora/Disney Princess of the cup she wants, we have entered a whole new realm of ‘fun’.
We have now entered the fun bed time fights that involve me moving things because they scare her. Last night I had to move a stack of framed pictures and canvases sitting on her dresser to get hung up since they “look like an alligator” Say what?!?
Then a little while later I had to move a bag in the hallway since it, again, looked like animals trying to eat her.
Can’t wait to see what tonight brings!
Also, I was asking her what I should put into the monkey bread. We settled on adding in chocolate chips (duh!) to the bananas and nuts. She was too into watching Shimmer and Shine on my phone (our cable isn’t hooked up yet… ugh!) to help me make it so understand what I was doing because…
as soon as it was ready and we offered her some “monkey Bread” she refused “EWWWWWW NO MONKEY’S BREAD.” Well then…
It’s like a
I almost called this Chunky Monkey Monkey Bread but I was afraid the double ‘monkey’ in the name would be confusing. Maybe?
And that’s all my silly stories for today!
Makes 10-12 servings
Ingredients
Process
We are counting down until we move and I am ready to get crazy with new home/crazy preggo lady nesting.
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I am loving winter in Florida.
It’s a joke to call it winter. It’s been amazing out. We had one cold weekend so far and you would have thought the end of the world was coming. People reacted to at the grocery store the same way that people in Boston reacted to snow storms. Everyone at the grocery store was all bundled up and talking about how cold it was. I was standing there in a sweat shirt like “yo, you have no idea…” It was like 45 out. ha!
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