Friday, September 30, 2011

Dear Jake...

Dear Jake-
I thought you should know your name came up at our dinner table discussion this evening. Hallie shared with us your inability to keep your lips to yourself. I suppose I should also share with you, although I have never met you, you will forever in my mind be referred to as "Jake the Snake". I understand you find Hallie irresistible. I don't blame you, she's pretty cute if I do say so myself. But she's also 5 and so are you- and we were not expecting this conversation for at least 5, hoping for 11 years!

What I find even more crazy about the situation is how you went about it. I was expecting to hear it happened on the playground, in some far off corner of the baseball field where there was little supervision. That would make sense. But instead you did it during class. Seriously, that takes some guts. During "centers" time for crying out loud, when you should've been listening to "Fox in Socks"!! But of course kissing my daughter wasn't enough, you then had to proceed to kiss three of her friends. I hate to break the news to you, but girls don't like that one bit. That could get you a nice slap on the face in a few years if you try that again.

I hope we're clear that what you did was totally unacceptable for any grade of school, but especially for kindergarten. Hallie has been instructed to let the teacher know what happened and of course I will make sure it is reiterated during conferences in two weeks.

I don't think you're a bad were probably just really curious as to what it would feel like to kiss the cutest girl in school. And now that you know, I hope it never happens again. I hope we meet on better terms some day Jake the Snake.

A disturbed mother

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Monster Cake...

We are an every-other-year-birthday-party family. We do a fun 1 year old bash and then the next big party doesn't roll around until they turn four, after which they get a fun birthday on their even years. This year was an off year for Hunter. No fun themed party with balloons and extravagant decorations - Steve loves the off years! But it was still his birthday and the boy still needed a cake.

I am not a cake decorator. I made a monkey cake for Hallie one year and that's pretty much the extent of my cake decorating abilities. However, I have always loved the idea of being able to carry that skill in my back pocket in case I ever needed it. My friend Nicole does some killer cakes for her boys and I always admire her work. I was scouring pinterest one day and came across a cake. It looked easy enough so I set forth to accomplish. I'm one of those optimistic people that looks at something and thinks, it can't be that hard...all the while you're wondering how in the world they could make it look so good.

I'm not super confident in my cake baking abilities - getting a cake dense enough it doesn't crumble, leveling it off, light layers of frosting that don't have cake crumbles in them. It's just not my thing. So I opted for a rice krispie cake (it works for the guys on Cake Boss!). Really how can you screw up rice krispies? So this is what the "naked" cake looked like (not perfect, but it worked):

I then bought some orange Wilton gel coloring as well as Wilton tip #233 (grass/hair) and went to town using the Wilton buttercream recipe (my first time making buttercream frosting).

With small strokes I started to create a monster full of hair. The buttercream was a stiff consistency and it held the hair shape perfectly.

I then added three eyeballs (also rice krispies) attached to sucker sticks. And with very little skill and just a little bit of time, I had this little guy.

Hunter thought it was the coolest thing ever - 3 year olds are easily impressed!

We had been invited to a BBQ that night and we offered to bring some dessert. Knowing that rice krispies doesn't necessarily constitute as dessert, I made some chocolate cupcakes to match the cake - same tip as the cake, I then printed a large eye and taped it to a toothpick. Easy peasy.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Traditional birthday photos...

We have a growth chart that I picked up years ago from Pottery Barn Kids. It typically hangs on the wall of our playroom, but currently is sitting in the corner of the office (I pulled it out when they moved all of our stuff from one storage to another). Every birthday, I take pictures of the kids with the chart documenting how big they're growing. Here's Hunt-man, a good two inches taller than Hallie at the same age...

And a few more pictures just for fun!

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

22 weeks...

Mr. B is 5 months old!!

(his 6-9 month onesie is becoming a little tight, time to move up to the next size!)

The Mr. is rolling over, but only does it occasionally.

He has started rice cereal and has done pretty well figuring out his tongue.

He loves to chew/suck on his fingers.

Refuses to stand up. We are always trying to get him to use his legs, but when prompted, he immediately collapses his legs.

We gave up on the pacifier. I thought my persistence would pay off. It didn't.

We borrowed a playmat from a friend - he loves the toys hanging above his head and reaching out to hold them.

He still loves being swaddled. Won't sleep without it.

He's starting to move around a lot in his bed, swaddled. He always rotates 90 during the night.

The bumbo chair is our saving grace. We keep it in the kitchen area, so anytime I'm cooking or preparing food he can sit and watch.

Toys are becoming more important to him and they keep him entertained for periods of time.

Whether we put him to bed at 9pm or 6:30pm he still wakes up at the same time. We choose the earlier time.

He's become a momma's boy and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Sure I love that he wants me...but I would sure love to pass him off without him throwing crazy crying fits. All of his cousins would love to hold a quiet child, but he lets them know he wants nothing to do with them, at least right now.

His toothless grin gets me every time!

Monday, September 26, 2011

Happy Birthday...

It's a celebration day around here...we are officially out of the "terrible twos"!;

Hunter has more energy and passion than we know what to do with sometimes.

Just a few of the things we love:
He adores his sister and wants to do everything she does, and he is overly loving with his younger brother which we closely monitor!!

He loves to do his hair. We often catch him in the bathroom with a brush and spray bottle doing his hair. He's also cut his hair...twice.

He's mischievous. If he is quiet for any amount of time, I get concerned. My concerns are always validated by his actions!

Cars keep him occupied for a good amount of time.

He never wears shoes outside which has resulted in numerous injuries. No matter how persistent I am, he always takes them off outside.

He is a little fish and loves to swim. He took two sessions of swim lessons and that was heaven. He now jumps off the diving board and swims to the side. He only gets in the water if he has his goggles because he spends the majority of his time under water.

He gets out of his room at all hours of the night, so we reversed the lock to keep him contained. When we forget to lock it, he goes downstairs and wakes up Hallie - usually before 6am.

Loves to throw himself on the ground kicking and screaming.

He has had more bloody noses than I can count. He likes to live dangerously and he has bonks and bruises to show for it.

Loves to read the scriptures and repeatedly asks for a specific story. (Joseph Smith having his leg operated on, he's fascinated by it)

Likes any and all food. Really.

As soon as Hallie gets in the car after school, Hunter always asks, "How was your day Hallie? What did you learn about?" He does the same thing to Steve when he gets home from work.

Loves his cousin Lyla and screams with delight every time she walks in the room. If we're trying to get him to do something, we let him know that Lyla is a big girl and does it, it works every time. I'm sure that peer pressure is going to work against us in the future.

He sneaks Hallie's DS into the closet and plays MarioKart.

He's learning so much, so quickly. He'll be off the school before we know it.

We sure do love this guy!

Friday, September 23, 2011

Love notes...

Hallie is a words of affirmation kind of girl. She has been since I can remember. She likes to hear that she's done a good job. She likes to hear that we love her. She likes to hear when we appreciate her playing with Bennett or Hunter. She loves it. Her eyes light up with joy, there is such pleasure in paying her a compliment.

We're noticing she now talks to Hunter the way we've talked to her. I'll hear her from the other room, in her best motherly voice, "Good job Hunter, you're such a big boy, you did it all by yourself." So not only does she light up when she receives a compliment, she now lights up giving compliments. As highlighted in the picture below, she now leaves us love notes everywhere. I find them in the bathroom, on my pillow, in her pockets, and on my computer. She makes my heart melt. (This note was pre-Bennett - it's amazing to see so much change in handwriting and spelling in just a month of school!)

Now that she's getting older, my compliments towards her are changing. I try no to over-do it, but at the same time making sure she realizes what is admirable behavior. I make note when she includes people playing, and compliment her on being a good friend. Or after doing her chores, I let her know she's a hard worker. Trying to compliment not just good choices, but good habits. Also working on not making her think that when she does wrong, that is who she is. Her actions aren't her identity. (Once again, great council from a talk I referenced earlier this week, here.)

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Roasted Tomatillo Avocado Dip...

I love to try new recipes - typically if they're blog worthy, they end up here. The first recipe I tried this week was not blog worthy. I'm sure it was my cooking error but it was not great at all. I might try them again but not for a while, I really do believe I screwed them up. The other two recipes were divine. This recipe wasn't my favorite right after I made it, but then it sat in the fridge overnight and the next day the flavors had blended to perfection. Even better was I froze half of it. We'll see how that turns out!

  • 1 1/4 lbs. tomatillos, husked and rinsed
  • 1 large onions
  • 6 cloves garlic
  • 2 jalapenos
  • 1 Tb. vegetable oil
  • 1 1/2 tsp. ground cumin (Originally it called for 2 tsp add to taste)
  • 1 tsp. salt
  • 1 cup packed cilantro
  • 3 avocados
  • 1 lime (optional)


  1. Preheat the oven to 450 degrees F.
  2. Peel and chop the onions into quarters. Place the tomatillos, onions, garlic and jalapenos on a rimmed baking sheet. Drizzle with oil.
  3. Roast in the oven for 15 minutes—until the exteriors are blistered but the insides are still slightly raw.
  4. Meanwhile, half the avocados, remove the seeds, and scoop out the flesh.
  5. Place HALF of the tomatillos, onions, jalapenos and garlic in a food processor. Pulse until mostly smooth.
  6. Add the cumin, salt, cilantro and avocado. Pulse until the avocado is pureed into the mixture. Taste for salt.
  7. Repeat with the remaining ingredients.
  8. If you desire an extra tart quality, add a bit of lime juice at the end.
Preparation time: 20 minute(s)
Cooking time: 15 minute(s)

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Funny Comment...

Hallie says to me: "I don't like 2 brothers crying at the same's really annoying."

I completely agreed with her and expressed it's even worse when all three of them are crying. She looked at me skeptical, as to if she was really wondering if that ever does. More often than not. Hunter is crying because Hallie took his toy, which makes Hallie cry because Hunter isn't telling the whole truth, all the while Bennett has been lying on the floor and is demanding he be heard. It's an all too familiar scene.

Two days later after making the comment, Hallie and I are in the kitchen, both boys are crying. She looks at me, rolls her eyes and says, "That's what I'm talking about, two brothers crying is sooo annoying." All the sudden she seemed 5 years older than she was!

Despite her "annoying" brothers - she loves them to pieces and they really are great playmates. I love it.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

21 weeks...

Loving that toothless grin!!

Monday, September 19, 2011


I heard something in church a while back that caught my attention, I then made it a point to find where that quote came from and I found it this afternoon here

At the time of hearing this, I was really struggling with the newness of the whole three kid thing. One kid in particular required more than I had patience for and I easily became frustrated. I began to react - to a two year old! (now you know which one was difficult...oh well!) So when I heard the following quote it hit home, and it was exactly what I needed to hear.

"A sweet and obedient child will enroll a father or mother only in Parenting 101. If you are blessed with a child who tests your patience to the nth degree, you will be enrolled in Parenting 505. Rather than wonder what you might have done wrong in the premortal life to be so deserving, you might consider the more challenging child a blessing and opportunity to become more godlike yourself. With which child will your patience, long-suffering, and other Christlike virtues most likely be tested, developed, and refined? Could it be possible that you need this child as much as this child needs you?"

The last line was an an eyeopener. I needed him (to learn and grow from) just as much as he needed me. We were there to grow and learn from each other. I've spent so much time forcing knowledge and habits down his throat, I've rarely taken the time to learn from him. And it was clear it was time.

It seems so simple in quote form - but even knowing that, it's hard to change behavior. I'm consciously making daily efforts to change my reactions. It's still annoying to hear that shrill cry/scream for unknown reasons. Unknown to me. For him, they're justified cries. He's frustrated, tired, hurt, sad, lonely. The list could go on and on. More than anything, he needs me to get down on my knees, at eye level, and tell him it's okay to be frustrated and point out other ways to express frustration. It's getting better. Not perfect, but better. We're learning from each other and I'm confident we're both benefiting.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Cooling off...

I'm reminded that summer has come to an end for the majority of our friends and family living across the country, they've traded in shorts for pants, and flip flops for shoes/boots. We're a far cry from trading in our flip flops! Although the pool has decreased in temperature considerably, we're still in the 90's and low 100's every day. It cools off just enough at night (88 degrees) for us to go outside and enjoy some time as a family.

Surprisingly, 88 degrees seems extremely cool after battling some of the extreme heat we've had lately. We celebrated with a popsicle - totally bummed that I haven't been able to find the Great White popsicles (without any dye) since moving here. Which inevitably results in stained shirts. What is the secret to getting that stuff out!??!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Onion rings...

Yes, this recipe requires some frying. I know exactly what you're thinking...but hear me out. I am not a fried-type person at all. In fact the idea of my food swimming in oil is enough to trigger gag reflexes. Keep in mind, you will feel guilty - but that guilt quickly turns to pure delight. If you're an onion ring fan of any kind, you will not be disappointed! As a side note: since we already had the oil ready for frying we decided we'd try a few other things; fried pickle - not my favorite, fried oreo - decent but definitely not work the health side effects. The onion rings on the other hand are worth the clogged arteries!

2 tablespoons hot sauce
1 teaspoon garlic salt
½ teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 cups buttermilk
1 large onion, sliced (¼-inch slices, we tried yellow and white and I couldn't taste a huge difference)
2 cups flour
1½ tablespoon garlic salt
1 teaspoon sweet paprika
½ teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1 quart vegetable, canola, or peanut oil for frying

In a large mixing bowl, combine the hot sauce, 1 teaspoon garlic salt, ½ teaspoon ground black pepper, and the buttermilk. Submerge the onions.

Cover the bowl and refrigerate for two hours.

In a shallow bowl or large dish, combine the flour with 1½ tablespoon garlic salt, 1 teaspoon paprika, and ½ teaspoon of ground black pepper. Dredge the onions in the seasoned flour evenly and shake off any excess. Re-dip them in the buttermilk mixture, and once again dip in the flour mixture (This double dipping allows for a thicker bread around the onion, if you prefer a thin bread, just dip once!)
Heat the oil in a large, deep pot until it registers 360ºF on a candy/deep-fat fry thermometer or you can use a skillet using the thermometer that comes attached to the cord.

Fry the onions in several batches, turning them with a pair of tongs so they cook evenly and turn golden brown, about 3 minutes per batch. Remove the onion rings from the oil and drain on paper towels. Taste for seasoning and add a little extra salt, if desired. Serve with your favorite dip, and enjoy!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011


Unfortunately, our stuff still looks like this...

I see it multiple times a day as I get in and out of my car. It's a painful reminder that we still don't have a house. (which is a topic for another day!) But I'm realizing more and more how much I long for things out of these boxes. Just on Sunday, Steve was telling Hallie that her dress was getting too short to wear. Little does he know, she'll be wearing it for a while longer because she has a box full of dresses in the next size, brand new with all the tags somewhere in that pile! They're probably right next to the tennis shoes for Hunter, which we had to rebuy. My amazing ability to purchase things at a tremendous discount in advance isn't working out so well for me anymore!

I can do without a lot of the "stuff" but there are several things I would love to have now, not that I can't live without them, I just think about them often. A list in no particular order:

Clothing: For starters - my clothing. We moved here when I was pregnant with Bennett...I'm well past the post-pregnancy stage and would love my clothes that fit! Likewise we have boxes of clothes for all the kids in the next size up that I'm afraid is going to be relatively useless by the time we unpack!

Baby Items: I had enough foresight to understand we might not have access to this stuff for a while...just not for as long as its been. I managed to pull out all of the clothing for Bennett (from Hunter) up to 6 months. He's now needing clothing larger than that. Or the baby toys that I refuse to rebuy - the play mats - rattles - teething rings, all of it. I'm sure it's all squished together in one box, keeping one another company. I'm ready to find that box!

Salsa: Funny as that may seem, and although not necessary, I want to eat our salsa again. The salsa we grew from our own garden and canned with love. It's divine and I'm tired of this store bought junk.

Books: I feel guilty that Hunter is relatively foreign to books. Sure we have a couple that we've picked up over the past couple months but reading time with Hallie was so special. We have our family favorites and one day Hunter will know what those are.

Movies: We don't have TV currently (which I hope lasts for a long time) but it would be nice to curl up to a favorite movie once in a while. We do netflix, but have to watch in on the computer and they don't have our's just not the same.

Kitchen gadgets/gear: Nothing can replace the feeling of feeling comfortable in your kitchen and having your go-to tools. The non-slip bowls, food processor, bread pans, and all the cake decorating/party things you could ask for, you know, the stuff you are familiar with. Cooking is not the same without them.

I'm sure if I sat here long enough I would have a list a mile long. But just the mention of these few items makes me a little nostalgic. I know this stage is temporary. I get it. We will look back one day and realize how quickly this time went by. But it doesn't seem to make it any less hard right now.

Okay I'm done. Pity party is over. Besides what good is a pity party without cake? And what good is cake without all my decorating tools??

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

20 weeks...

He's back!
Sometimes he's happy...

But sometimes he's angry. We often call him our little angry elf!

He really is a generally happy child. But watch out if he's the least bit tired - he can go from all smiles to all tears.

But then he wakes up and he melts my heart all over again!

Monday, September 12, 2011

Arizona Grand...

We had a little "staycation" with several members of Steve's family at the Arizona Grand over Labor Day weekend.

The Grand is essentially hotel suites with a water park and some golfing. (At least that's what it is to me, I'm sure there's plenty more to it if you want!) We bought a discount deal with his family back in April and we finally found a date where everyone could go, so we cashed in!

We had a great time, but at the end of the stay, Steve and I agreed in our stage of life, outings like this are tough. We were only a half hour from home which was great, but taking the kids out of their environments and beds can take a toll, especially on Bennett. That poor kid was exhausted, and more than anything at the end of the first night I wanted to run home and put him in his own bed.

Steve and I keep kidding ourselves that "this time" will be different. Let's be was no different. Bennett struggled the whole night. We thought we were really good by going to bed at a decent hour. As we drifted off to sleep, we hear the little cry. Steve took the first shift. I took the second shift. It was a really long night. And of course Hallie and Hunter were up bright and early. It was rough. As we talked with everyone else, they all spoke of uneventful and uninterrupted sleep.

How dreamy it all sounded.

But the reality is, we've got three young children and as much as everyone keeps telling us they grow up quickly, they're still young! Lucky for us, we were surrounded by amazing family members who made the staycation worth it. They lovingly looked after one kid or another while Steve and I attended to the other two's needs. They're great. (we never took a large group picture, but here are a few of the ladies from the group!)

They're family, but we also classify them as friends. We sure lucked out! Our kids were in heaven surrounded by all these cousins. (once again, not all of them, but as many as were standing near us at that time!!)

The weather was nice and toasty and the water was the perfect refresher. Hunter and Hallie loved the lazy river. Steve got a kick out of the crazy big slide...I even went down the slide, it was pretty intense. It was absolutely exhausting, and it was evident by our kids attitudes. We had officially wore them out. We were all worn out. As hard and exhausting as it was totally worth it!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

10 years ago...

10 years ago, I was a freshman at BYU-Idaho. I had officially been "on my own" for almost two weeks. I awoke, as usual, just before 7 am in order to make it in time to my 8am public speaking class. I was dressed up, as it was a Tuesday and I anticipated attended the opening devotional by President Bednar. I turned on the radio for a little music as I started my morning routine and was surprised to hear the somber voices replacing my normally upbeat station. Talks of the World Trade Center crowded the station. There were no concrete facts, just speculation as to what had happened.

I turned on the TV around 7:15 to find that every station was reporting the same event. At first it was just anchormen talking, but soon after, there were pictures, there were videos. Horrifying videos. There was confusion and chaos. I didn't stay long to watch it all play out, I headed out the door to a day full of classes.

The pictures and videos kept haunting me. Every television on campus was on and reporting the tragedy. The same pictures and videos all day long. Every professor addressed what was taking place at the beginning of class and then proceeded with the lesson for the day. There was relatively no new news. Yet I found myself captivated with the coverage of all that was taking place. Hour after hour I kept tabs on the event. I had a break after my three morning classes and I sat in front of a large TV on campus surrounded by a few friends and classmates.

I then attended President Bednar's devotional. I'm not sure what I expected of the devotional, but I remember looking for just an ounce of peace and comfort. He no doubt provided it. He opened with just a few remarks regarding the days events.

"Brothers and sisters, this has been a most sobering and a most humbling morning for all of us. Let me begin by reading to you a statement from the First Presidency that was issued just a short time ago:
In this hour of sorrow, the First Presidency of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints expresses profound sympathy to those whose loved ones, friends, and associates were lost or injured in today's senseless acts of violence. We offer our prayers in behalf of the innocent victims of these vicious attacks. We ask our Heavenly Father to guide President Bush and his advisors as they respond to these devastating incidents.

We have received a number of phone calls today in the President's Office: "Are classes cancelled?" The answer is no. "Will devotional continue as planned?" The answer is yes. On this, of all days, we as disciples of the Savior have the opportunity to gather together and stand in holy places. So it was our determination to move forward with classes and with the devotional. Today we are adjusting the format. We will do some things at the end of our meeting that will be a little bit different, i.e., we are going to sing two hymns as we conclude today's devotional. So it is likely the case that we will take a few minutes longer than is normal. Do not be nervous. Everything will be fine in your next scheduled class.

This is a time for us as members of the Church to demonstrate faith in the Savior and unity. It is not a time for fear. This is a time for us as disciples of the Savior to be concerned less with public demonstration and more concerned with personal, private devotion. This is a time for us as disciples of the Savior to carry on, not to halt nor to pause."

Within a few more sentences, President Bednar had moved on to his originally prepared devotional, "Line Upon Line, Precept Upon Precept."

The devotional offered peace, but even with that peace there was heartache and confusion. The images and videos of the event consumed all media for weeks. It was devastating and with each passing day grew more uncertainty. I was fully aware of what was going on but I had no idea the impact this single day would have on me and our country for the rest of my life.

There are few moments in my life that I can recount every single little detail, but this day was one of them. Although tragic, the unity of our country immediately following is something few generations will experience.

It has changed me.

Friday, September 9, 2011

More lunch talk...

School is in full swing. We found our rhythm and it's working for us.

Hallie and I were sitting on the couch before bed the other night. She was extremely talkative (I'm sure she realizes that if she starts talking, I will let her stay up later because I want to take full advantage of those moments). She started telling me all about school...who talks too much in class, what she does at recess, whose table has the most points and who she sits next to at lunch. We talk about hot lunch vs cold lunch (they have to sit at a table according to what lunch they eat).  She tells me she shares her lunch with her friends and they share with her.

This is how lunch time breaks down. Evidently, most kids bring the same drink and some form of a sandwich. She tells me that Tatum has the best lunch - oreo cookies and chocolate chip cookies. Seriously? I don't even want to compete with that! I asked her what she would bring in her lunch for a treat if it was her choice: oreo cookies. All the while, I'm intently listening to this little girl, I'm taking mental notes of the dos and do nots. I can't get over how big she is while I sit and listen to her. When did we start having conversations about a day of hers that I know nothing about. Her day is a mystery to me and I'm so glad she shares what she does.

Our simple talk of lunch on the couch was just that: Simple. But it was special to me. I recognized it in the moment and I reveled in it. I continued to ask her questions as long as she would give me answers and I loved every minute of it.

The next day I was at the grocery store and I picked up some oreo cookies. I surprised her the next morning with them in her lunch, with a few extra to share with friends. She came home so excited to tell me that she had shared her cookies. It was a simple gesture and I continued to give her oreos throughout the week. I picked her up on Friday and as soon as she got in the car, I asked her who she sat by at lunch. With a huge grin across her face, she avoids my question all together and says, "Mom, do you know what a Ding Dong is?"

I caved in and bought the oreos, I'm not sure I'll do the same with ding dongs.

But thank you Gus for sharing your ding dong. I'll make sure to supply Hallie with cookies and you guys can keep making your exchanges across the lunch table!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Buttermilk Waffles...

I typically do not buy my small kitchen appliances from stores like Williams Sonoma, but this last Christmas we purchased a waffle maker from there off a recommendation from a family member and it has been worth every penny (and yes it was a lot of pennies!) With the waffle maker, there was a small recipe book and we opened it and tried the first recipe we came across...buttermilk waffles.

They will not disappoint, but they will melt in your mouth! They are seriously that good! We like to top them off with some fruit and whipped cream which then makes them more like dessert than breakfast.

The trick to these waffles are egg whites, beat to perfection and folded in. It makes a world of difference.

  • 3 eggs, separated
  • 1 1/2 cups buttermilk
  • 8 Tbs. (1 stick) unsalted butter, melted
  • 1/2 tsp. vanilla extract
  • 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 1/2 tsp. baking powder
  • 1 tsp. baking soda
  • 1/4 tsp. salt
  • 3 Tbs. sugar

In a large bowl, whisk the egg yolks. Whisk in the buttermilk, butter and vanilla. Over a sheet of waxed paper, sift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt and sugar. Add the flour mixture to the yolk mixture and whisk until smooth.

In another bowl, whisk the egg whites until stiff peaks form. Using a rubber spatula, fold half of the egg whites into the batter, then fold in the remaining whites. Cook the waffles according to the manufacturer's instructions.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Labor Day Weekend...

Labor day weekend we definitely labored...we spent a total of 17 hours by a pool. No joke. We officially have fish as children and we soaked in a whole lot of sun. We spent Friday and Saturday at a local resort with a lot of Steve's family (more on that later), Sunday we enjoyed a nice day of rest before hitting hard again Monday.

We spent Monday with our friends the Gregory/Boyers and they never fail to provide a good time.

There was a diving board contest for the kids, which Hallie willingly participated in:

We ate more food than seemed physically possible to consume.

Some intense water basketball.

We had a great spread of food.

Great tunes to rock out to.

Did I mention we ate really well - two items I especially enjoyed: a cottage cheese, tomato, avocado dip. I know it sounds a little weird but dipping Fritos in it is divine. Also, a spinich/pasta salad with a pesto sauce, yummy!

We anticipated staying two hours, which in the sun is completely draining...after five hours we finally were able to drag our children out of the water. They could have stayed longer!

Although having a young baby outside all day is not ideal, it worked. They have a great lounge area completely shaded which is where I stayed the majority of the afternoon with this sweet guy:

It turned out to be a pretty great weekend. Thank you Labor Day for the long weekend!
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