Tuesday, September 27, 2011

When mommy gets sick

 A mother's work is never done...yes even when we're sick we still have to take care of our children. No sleeping all day, knocked out cold on NyQuil.

This week I have a cold and as nice as it would be to crawl in bed and stay there, my 2 year old and 1 month old need me.

So to all the mommy's who have a cold/flu I sympathize with you. Try to remember that no bug lasts forever and sooner or later we'll be back on our feet.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Boston Market's Sweet Potato Casserole

Boston Market's Sweet Potato Casserole

3 large sweet potatoes
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
1 stick butter, softened
1 tsp. vanilla extract

Crunch Topping:
1/3 cup melted butter
1/3 cup flour
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup chopped pecans
1 tblsp. cinnamon
Boil potatoes until tender. Take skin off when cooled and able to
handle. Put in a large bowl and whip them until fluffy. Add all other
ingredients. Pour into a greased casserole and top with the crunch
topping. Bake at 350 for 45 minutes.

*I never have all the correct ingredients, this recipe is easy to play around with though!! Enjoy :D

Boys in my house

Boys in my HouseAuthor: Erin Jo Kilmer
There are boys in my house - and Spiderman shoes
And 200 papers in various blues.
There's Bob (he's a builder) and Thomas the Train,
There's a fireman coat to wear in the rain.
They have cars on their shirts and frogs on their hats
There's a glove and a ball and a red plastic bat.
There's dirt on a face and a smudge on a nose;
Grass stains on knees and sand between toes.
There's bathtime at night with bodies to scrub,
And when we're all done there is dirt in the tub!
There's bandaids and bruises and curious bumps,
There's smiles and laughter and sometimes there's grumps.
There's odors most icky; there's boogers so green
There's more yucky things than I'll ever get clean.
There's piles of laundry; there's stories at night;
There's bedtime and bathtime and dinnertime fights.
There's cars and there's trains and there's books about trucks
There's Scoop, Lofty, Dizzy, and Travis, and Muck.
Sometimes there are bugs, and sometimes there are frogs;
Sometimes they are lions, or dinos, or dogs.
There are cute little vests and darling neckties
Dragged right through the mud - oh what a surprise!
There's running and climbing and jumping and falling
And laughing and crying and hugging and brawling
And rolling and losing and finding and creeping
And whining and stealing and sometimes there's sleeping.
There's tantrums and time outs and extra loud noise -
There's love in my house shaped like two little boys.