Over the weekend, I had a major wake-up call moment. In the midst of blithely blogging about how you can make a high-quality chicken dinner for 6 with a price tag of about $15, and how shopping wisely at Whole
Tag: milestones
A cohesive post was forming in my head at some point today, but I’m not ready to write it. Frankly, after taking some time off from the blog and then coming back with my proverbial guns blazing over the Great
Before P.’s birthday, I showed you all my experiment in natural icing dyes and talked a bit about my feelings on the subject of making cool-looking cakes for the kids in the age of food dye awareness. I’m still not
The picture at the left is tonight’s dinner — the promised Corned Beef Hash, made with the leftovers from our slow cooker meal of Tuesday evening. It turned out great, with all the elements I really appreciate in a hash
I’m not such a big fan of being sneaky with kids’ food. I mean, okay, in general I’ve got no intellectual or moral issue with putting broccoli into the mac and cheese or sweet potatoes into the pancakes, or whatever
Oh, right, it’s Lent! (Disclaimer: I know not everyone adheres to Christianity; I know not everyone observes Lent; and while this post will be somewhat about Lent as a season, I hope those who don’t observe it will stick with
Cabbage and Spinach Frosting…yum, yum. P.’s got a birthday coming up. (For that matter, so have I…he and I share our special day, which usually means that I just about forget it’s my birthday altogether until somebody reminds me, because
Yikes. Mondays. OK, more accurately: Yikes, today, which happens to be a Monday, and which fully lived up to the harried and vaguely menacing reputation of all Mondays. Not in every way; it was actually a fine, if unremarkable, day
Oh, time…that precious commodity that so few parents actually recognize anymore as a part of daily life. For the past two days, I’ve been involved in a relatively lengthy comment thread on Facebook, wherein my best friend, C., kicked things