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Logan: Mom, I can’t see Carrie’s bath salts in the tub. They’re invincible!


I was inspired to make these delicious Valentine’s Day treats. The kids had a wonderful time, and they turned out to be quite tasty! Guess I should have brought out the camera while we worked, oh well.

When I bought the kids their Wacky Zingoz plush toys, I never dreamed that Wacky and Wacky #2 would become their all-time favorite toys. Here they are, back when they were plush and fresh and clean and new.


So, a few days ago, Logan decided that Wacky’s birthday was coming up. This past Friday was the big day! We celebrated by wishing him a very happy birthday, then we baked him a cake. Here it is right before it went into the oven.


Later, when Dad came home and Grandpa stopped by, we sang Happy Birthday to Wacky. Here are a few pictures froom the celebration. Notice how Wacky doesn’t look so plush and clean anymore. He’s had the fur loved right off him these past few months.



Wow, I just can’t believe he’s two years old already. My, how the time flies! 😉  Happy birthday, Wacky!

Here’s the recipe for the chocolate cake we made. It was very simple and was extremely moist and chocolatey. I recommend that you make some NOW!!! 😉

Double Chocolate Snack Cake

1 2/3 C. flour
1 C. packed brown sugar or granulated sugar (I used half and half)
1/4 C. baking cocoa
1 t. baking soda
1/2 t. salt
1 C. water
1/3 C. vegetable oil
1 t. vinegar
1/2 t. vanilla
1/2 C. chocolate chips
powdered sugar

Heat oven to 350. Mix dry ingredients with a fork in an ungreased 8 x 8 pan. Stir in remaining ingredients except chocolate chips and powdered sugar. Sprinkle chocolate chips over batter. Bake 35-40 min until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Cool in pan on wire rack. Sprinkle with powdered sugar.

From Betty Crocker’s New Cookbook, 1996.


A while back, Logan used some of his birthday money to buy an Easy Bake Oven. The box says they’re for ages 8 and up, but I decided I’d just supervise like crazy. And supervise, I do. I’m embarrassed to admit that sometimes my “supervision” borders on “taking over” the project. I’m trying to work on that, I promise. “Hello, my name is Erin, and I’m a perfectionist and a control freak.” So far, he doesn’t seem to mind. He’s the kind of kid who doesn’t like to do anything until he knows he can do it perfectly. If he thinks he can’t, he wants me to do it for him. And sometimes I’m a bit too eager to comply. We’re both working on that.

But anyway, I digress. Logan had a packet of sugar cookie mix and also a leftover packet of chocolate frosting that was supposed to go with a yellow cake. We decided to make the cookies and frost them! I find the recipes quite amusing: “Add 3/4 teaspoon water to the mix and stir.” 3/4 teaspoon, really? Well. There goes my water bill… “Form dough into six small balls and flatten.” SMALL doesn’t even begin to describe it. Still, it was lots of fun and they actually turned out quite tasty, if a bit crunchy (i.e., overcooked – man, that is one powerful light bulb!).

Look how proud of his creation he looks! Yes, I made him wear the apron. 😉


I washed K’s hair today and for some reason I felt like blow drying it afterward. Maybe because there was SO MUCH and I didn’t want her to be cold while it dried. Anyway, I was quite amused at the results. The pictures don’t quite capture it, but they come close. Enjoy. 🙂





A couple of days ago, I was sitting on the couch with a sleeping babe in my arms. The older kids were playing happily in the playroom. I heard Logan exclaim to Carrie, “Hey, I found your pink guitar! Let’s ask mom to get it down!” And then he called to me, “Mom, I found Carrie’s guitar! Can you get it down for us? … Mom?”

Silence. I couldn’t answer because of the baby.

A moment later, “MOM! Can you PLEASE get the guitar down?!”

More silence.

And then a little more quietly, “Or not! Because I think you’re holding the baby!”

How cute and sweet and smart was that? He figured out exactly why I wasn’t answering him, and he quieted down so he wouldn’t wake the baby either.

My wonderfully perceptive and thoughtful little sweetheart of a boy.

Fall is by far my favorite season. The chilly days, the turning leaves, the smell of bonfires – all of it makes me want to curl up under a warm blanket with a pumpkin spice latte and a good book.

Now, fall is not nearly as beautiful here in Kentucky as it is back in Wisconsin. The air doesn’t smell as fresh and crisp, and the leaves aren’t quite as vivid. Everything is a bit more drab and… well, mushy somehow. But I love fall just the same, even here. And today as I was getting the mail and the sun was beginning to set, I looked around and noticed that my own street is rather beautiful right now. So I took some pictures, which I will now share with you. 🙂  (Click on them to enlarge them.)




Happy fall, y’all!

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