One of my ‘not-favorite’ jobs is grocery shopping. One early Sunday morning (the best time to go to the grocery store in my opinion-no one is there and I can go alone with Jeff at home with the kids) I set the timer on the stove for 60 minutes and told Patrick and Andrew that I bet I could beat it back before it counted down. I dashed off-I had my list ready and sped up and down the aisles at lightning speed. They were so excited when they heard the garage door open, knowing it was me, that I heard them cheer from inside the door. 15 minutes to spare! When I came in I said, “Let’s carry these groceries in and put them away and see if we can beat the timer”. We did it!
Do you think perhaps she might be outgrowing the bathroom sink?
A cookie tower. (Here is the recipe I use most often.)
Mr. Rogers. My mom bought me a little book of Mr. Roger’s quotes for Christmas and I was singing the theme song to Patrick and he asked what song it was. I found an episode on You Tube. There is nothing like Mr. Rogers nowadays, I’ll tell you that much. So calm and relaxing, I love it.
My Dad is third from left in front. Pretty darn impressive.
My 2013 motto, right above the kitchen sink.