Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Be Still My Heart


Ever stumble across a photo and instantly fall in love?


Like this one here.


Could be the the magical pink ruffle cake?

Maybe the gorgeous rustic table.

Or quite simply, the many-a-charming cake pedestal
that makes my heart go pitter-patter. 



Speaking of charming pink pedestals...
Enter to win a three piece set by visiting Bakerella here.



Pedestal Collection.
I can dig it.


Thursday, March 17, 2011

(Pistachio pudding topped with fresh whipped cream)


Top o' the afternoon to ya!


When I was a just a sprout,
my mom used to make us green pancakes with fresh whipped cream

--all in the spirit of St. Patrick's Day.


And you know what-- it was fun.



I love festive jargon,

but too often don't feel I have the energy to tackle such ambitious ventures.



Well, my headcold must be subsiding
because today I awoke with a serious

and somewhat frightening

'take no prisoners' determination
to do something extra special
this St. Patty's Day.


With the help of my pal google

I believe I've come up with a menu
that would impress the shamrock out of any lad or lass.



Shamrock Stew found here.



Accompanied by a ridiculously healthybutthekidsdon'tknowit Shamrock
Smoothie found here.


And Jello's Pistachio Pudding topped w/
fresh whipped cream for dessert.



Magically delicious.


Irish Blessings to you all this St. Patty's Day :)






Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Knock Out



Big news--
Aaron finally lost his first tooth.


At nearly seven years old,
I was beginning to think it'd never happen.


His two bottom teeth were beginning to show signs of letting up--
Wiggly, but not quite ready to yank out.


                 Believe me-- I tried.



What more, two adult teeth had actually started sprouting up behind his bottom baby teeth,
......Kinda like a shark.


As for the events leading up to the tooth falling out,
I never actually got to witness first hand.


However, Aaron's recollection of it is rather epic.


His account of the story:

They were watching the movie 'The Lion King'.

Aaron was pretending to be Simba,
and Ava, Scar--
both reenacting the final battle scene.

One swift elbow to Aaron's grill, compliments of Ava, sorry, Scar....
and the tooth went flying.

He says 'it was like slow motion....'

He saw something white soar across his face.

His automatic response, to raise his fist and snag it mid-flight.


              Didn't.even.touch.the.ground.



Unbeknownst to him,
it was his precious chomper.


And then the hysterics began.

Cue: Enter mom...

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

What's For Lunch

(Aarbear & meself)

My first suggestion (re: today's lunch):

Lastnight's leftover pasta.

-- which I knew would not be well received as it's all 'whole-wheaty' with zucchini's and all things cringe worthy according to my children.

Therein, my other suggestion:

Beans on toast.


Aaron: 'Only cowboys eat that.'

Me: 'What?!  How do you know that?'

Aaron: 'I watch alotta cowboy stuff.'


So then,

I break into the ol'

'Beans, beans- the magical fruit.
The more you eat the more you toot' song,


.... which he does not appreciate.
But still, a small smile manages to escape him.


'For the pete's sakes', he says.


He informs me he has enough money to go buy himself some ravioli.


That, or I make pancakes for him.



He makes me laugh.
Fluttery heart, 'How did I get so lucky?', type of laughter.



Which, still, he does not appreciate
--as he does not see the humor in this at.all.



Unfortunately for him,

leftovers
it is.


Monday, March 7, 2011

'Mommy, your polka dots are beautiful'


(Uber-cute birthday invite created with Picnik)

As in, my freckles.

A compliment as earnest and unique as this could only originate from my sweet, dearest Ava
(she told me this lastnight and I almost died from overwhelming sweetness overload-- true story.)

--who happens to be turning five in a week.

Happy face :)
Sad face :(
Confused face :/

A mixed bag of emoticon when you realize your baby's growing up.

Birthday Girl's cake request:
[drum roll inserted here]

A kitty cat cake.
To the liking of 'Marie'
from the Aristocats.

         Help.