Sunday, March 6, 2011

My son is eleven


Thursday, February 17, 2011

Celebratory


My daughter made the A honor roll, yes this one below.
Younger sister turns nine on Saturday, how quickly they grow!
Mornings begin with Barbies and Pollies, days end that way too.
So, two bowling parties for this weekend (Cole turns eleven!).
Followed soon after by Mr. seven, Dylan's fiesta.
It's party row.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Planning my dinners

Funny thing was, I also noted two pouches of albacore tuna, and one pouch for me of dried cranberries. Tuna just for Dylan...add celery salt, pepper, mayo and mix plenty of dill relish through it. Red grapes, 2 bunches of bananas (one's for banana bread...hoping for two loaves) and a cantaloupe for Lauren.

So I'm all set up to rearrange my freezer, which frightens me as freezer arranging always should. For god's sake I have like 20 fresh made meatballs, just needing an oven and a plan, perhaps I'll try the sweet-and-sour. And downstairs, pizza sauce galore with a side of too much not-so-sure I love it spaghetti sauce. Might pair this with ease.

Because when I totally haven't thought ahead yet, except to buy mozzerella in bulk from Sam's Club, or just bought the blocks from Target because it's tastier when you grate them. I have this pizza crust recipe that can be made at the last minute, or this one for when thoughts the night before occur.

Homemade everything





Friday, January 28, 2011

One in the bathtub

Three sick kids home being sick with their momma. And I'm here, deciding whether or not the 2 loaves of banana bread I'll make will convince me to choose them over the 2 baskets of laundry. Well 3, if you count the one in the basement, full of whites.

And my kid's in the bathtub (our favorite place) watching a movie, no Ben 10, and soaking up warmth to relax. She's actually not sick, just needed a down day after being overwhelmed by so much coarsing through her brain last night. "I'm so frustrated," she said.

I, on the other hand, am loving school...all that homework that comes through our door, the level of math my oldest daughter is learning. Multiplying fractions if you can imagine, I loved math, I loved the challenge of those lessons. She will too.

So anyway world, my mom called yesterday which was rare but yes, welcomed. A whole half-hour of chatting about everything and nothing. Felt good to be back in her grasp.