Cupcakes* for dinner.

Meatloaf cupcakes with mashed potato frosting

(*of meatloaf and mashed potatoes)

And Kool Aid* to drink.

Jello drink

(*Jello, actually.)

“Good morning, kids!”

Balloon Avalanche

“Hey, have you seen your dad?”

Stuck in the toilet

My kiddos.

Smiling Jack

Jack and Jules

Lucy and Julia

Bee, running

Julia and Lucy and Jack

Dave and Jack

Lemme have that camera, mom.

Lounging

Jack and the cat

Jack pushing the wagon

Phoebe pulling Jack in the wagon

I handed her the recipe and surrendered the kitchen. I actually, physically removed myself from the kitchen. I did not stand over her shoulder or lurk and provide “helpful” advice. I left her to it. She rewarded me with delicious sugar cookies.

Julia made sugar cookies!

She was so proud. And all went well. Nothing blew up or got cut off or burn- well, there was that batch she forgot about.

Julia burned sugar cookies.

You burn, you learn. (Another Law of Food.)

*Unless it’s food you don’t like. Or you really like making food and are very good at making food. Or the person who makes you the food isn’t great at it.

Jack

Bee

Lucy

Phoebe

Lucy, making Jack laugh

Pushing Bubba on the swing

Hee hee

It was glorious.

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