Rick discovered an EASY peanut butter cookie recipe last week that I must share with y'all.
Notice how I didn't say that I discovered it? That would be because I was sick the night that Rick decided he MUST! HAVE! PEANUT! BUTTER! COOKIES! Liam and I both had a stomach bug last week. It was not the least bit fun, and it was only complicated by the smell of freshly baked PB cookies floating around the house.
Liam and I survived, and I can tell you that these PB cookies are a must for the healthy belly. (The not-so-healthy bellies might want to wait a day or two.)
Ingredients:
1 cup PB
1 cup sugar
1 egg
Directions:
Preheat oven 350 degrees. Mix the above ingredients. Roll the mixture into small balls. Roll the PB balls in a bowl of sugar. Bake 10-12 minutes. They will be soft when done. Do not overcook!
They are so yummy and easy to bake that you'll want to make them again the next day. Not that I would know personally or anything. Enjoy!
LOOK! Another RECIPE!
Friday Funny
Do you ever have those days where you can't find any humor in life? Last Friday was one of those days. I'll spare you the details, but it was not a very fun day.
When I can't find any humor in life, I can't quite post a Friday Funny, so I'm sorry for the two of you who missed my humor last week.
Life is looking a little brighter now and when this email came to me earlier this week, I knew I had to share with you. I hope you'll laugh at least half as much as I did.
From a kindergarten teacher:
My 5 year-old students are learning to read. Yesterday, one of them pointed to a picture in a zoo book and said, "Look at this! It's a frickin' elephant!"
I took a deep breath and asked, "What did you call it?"
"It's a frickin' elephant. It says so on the picture."
And so it does. 'African Elephant,' the text states.
Hooked on Phonics. Ain't it wonderful?
A Big Day
Liam(5) lost his first tooth today. He is so proud of himself, because he pulled it out without any help.
There's not much of a hole there, because his first two permanent teeth came in about 6 weeks ago. Yes, we like to do everything out of order around here.
He's an orthodontist's dream come true. I figure our dentist and orthodontist can go ahead and start building their beach homes.
I'm taking him to the dentist on Monday to have at least one more baby tooth pulled. His two permanent teeth are very big, and the baby teeth are taking too long to come out. His mouth is too crowded at this point, so we'll have to rely on some laughing gas and shots to get us through the next round. Maybe I'll ask for a dose of of the laughing gas, too.
That big space up top will have to be surgically fixed. There's some technical term for it, but I prefer "fixed". He'll get that done in another year or so. And then braces.
Like I said, our dental workers can have dream homes on us.
But Liam is our dream come true, too, so we'll dole out the cash. He's worth it!
Question for you: Where do you put your kids' baby teeth for posterity?
Kung Fu Fighting
Jack discovered a karate outfit in our dress up clothes the other day. Apparently a wig was also necessary.
Growing Boys
I found Garrett laying on the stairs the other day. At 3 1/2 and 38 inches long, he can stretch out comfortably.
Then, I had his brothers join him. Jack is an inch shorter than G, so he enjoyed this pose. Liam's day of fitting comfortably on the stairs are long gone at his 44 inches.
I do track their growth on a wall in our garage, but I thought these photos would be a fun visual for us in the future.
Do you have a fun way of tracking your kids' growth?
Ads at Work
We were watching a baseball game on tv the other night, when a Dairy Queen commercial caught Garrett's attention. He perked up and asked if we could go there for a hamburger.
I actually can't name a DQ in our area...the shock! But I happen to have hamburger ingredients in the house, so we told him we could have burgers this week.
Garrett woke up this morning and asked, "Can we have burgers THIS DAY?!" Sure, why not.
From 7am until noon, he asked the same question five times. I think he's a little excited about eating a burger.
At 1:30 this afternoon, he looked at me and said, "I'm ready to go to bed." My mouth dropped. This child NEVER asks for bed, nor does he ever admit to fatigue.
Because I was speechless, he asked for bed again. And he added, "We're going to have hamburgers after THIS nap. I'm ready for my nap." Aha!
I never thought I'd say this, because I don't really like burgers, but DQ, I LOVE YOU! I must meet their advertisers and kiss them.
