I brought in treats to celebrate Bella's birthday at school although it is 3 weeks away. Making these have been a comedy of errors. I thought I had everything: 2 cake mixes one chocolate, one yellow (Bob and Larry were completely from scratch), and
strawberry and chocolate chocolate frosting. Yesterday when I when to make the first batch (yellow cupcakes) I looked and realized that I didn't have any liners. No problem. I can use non-stick spray. I am almost out of that too. I
eeked out enough to make what I needed for the yellow ones but not enough for the chocolate batch. I thought that I had everything, but when I w
ent to assemble them I realized that I hadn't bought the ice cream cones. Why do you need ice cream cones when you have cupcakes? I am putting the cupcakes in the cones and frosting them to look like soft serve ice cream cones. Don't give me too much credit, I found it in cookbook devoted to cupcakes. So today I make a run to the store to pick up the non-stick spray, the liners, and the cones. When I got home and opened the box of cones, they were the mini ones. Didn't know they made those. Any way, so it was a good thing that the
original recipe needed a regular cupcake and a mini one. So I put the mini yellow cupcakes in the mini cones and frosted them with the strawberry icing. Once a few of them were done then I had the problem of how to keep them upright. I scoured the house trying different ideas. Then my
epiphany. I could use the top of a box and cut holes in it that fit the cones.
My first attempt. Not so pretty. Then my second
epiphany. I could use one of my scrapbooking tools to cut the perfect size holes. Why didn't I think of that in the first place? Maybe because I haven't scrapbooked since I can't even tell you when. Sure enough it worked. The saga continued. I reached Bella's school during the appropiate time 2:15pm (between 2-3pm they do any birthday celebrations). As I am pulling up to the school I see kids outside in groups sitting in the grass, mulitple fire trucks, and amblulances. That is definately not something that you want to see at your child's school. I pulled into the parking lot and I asked someone else what happened. She said that the fire alarm went off. When I arrived the fire marshall had just started letting parents/volunteers back in the building. The kids had been in the gym for a few minutes while the fire fighters told the kids what a great job they did at leaving the building in an orderly fashion. There was no fire. Some steam from an air conditioner some how set it off. As I waited in the parking lot all I could think about is how devestated Bella would be if she didn't get her birthday treats. On Tuesday this week was field day and I had signed up to help. However I had to cancel because my babysitter was sick and so were Charlotte and Xander. I finally got to Bella's classroom around 2:30pm and all the kid's eyes lit up when I walked in with treats. The kids loved the treats and so did Bella.
Charlotte had fallen asleep in the van on our way home from strawberry picking. When we went to get her out of the van she woke up. I asked her if she needed to go to her room for a nap and she responed, "I'm not tired." Where have I heard that before? So I told her to go inside and take her shoes off. Well, she did get her shoes off. She slept on the stair for about 45 minutes to an hour.
Charlotte liked to show off the pretty red strawberries that she picked.
First off this wasn't just a picture for show. Dan really had to propel Xander up to the top each time because he couldn't climb up the wall. He loved every minute of this.
Close up, still doesn't look liked it.
I brought in treats to celebrate Bella's birthday at school although it is 3 weeks away. Making these have been a comedy of errors. I thought I had everything: 2 cake mixes one chocolate, one yellow (Bob and Larry were completely from scratch), and strawberry and chocolate chocolate frosting. Yesterday when I when to make the first batch (yellow cupcakes) I looked and realized that I didn't have any liners. No problem. I can use non-stick spray. I am almost out of that too. I eeked out enough to make what I needed for the yellow ones but not enough for the chocolate batch. I thought that I had everything, but when I went to assemble them I realized that I hadn't bought the ice cream cones. Why do you need ice cream cones when you have cupcakes? I am putting the cupcakes in the cones and frosting them to look like soft serve ice cream cones. Don't give me too much credit, I found it in cookbook devoted to cupcakes. So today I make a run to the store to pick up the non-stick spray, the liners, and the cones. When I got home and opened the box of cones, they were the mini ones. Didn't know they made those. Any way, so it was a good thing that the original recipe needed a regular cupcake and a mini one. So I put the mini yellow cupcakes in the mini cones and frosted them with the strawberry icing. Once a few of them were done then I had the problem of how to keep them upright. I scoured the house trying different ideas. Then my epiphany. I could use the top of a box and cut holes in it that fit the cones. My first attempt. Not so pretty. Then my second epiphany. I could use one of my scrapbooking tools to cut the perfect size holes. Why didn't I think of that in the first place? Maybe because I haven't scrapbooked since I can't even tell you when. Sure enough it worked. 
I always knew that boys were different than girls, but that reality came to light when Little Man began crawling, walking, and shortly thereafter running last year around his birthday. A year later, not much as changed except he will repeat any word you say and he is well on his way to being completly potty trained. He is all boy. He is messy, loud, likes to spit and do anything to push his sisters' buttons. Even if that means just touching them or even worse yet just looking at them. He falls down and just gets right back up and says, "OK, OK." He has 
jumped off and/or fallen off too many thing to name and we have managed to avoid a trip to the E.R. However, I know the day is coming. He loves running around with the big boys (2 neighbors ages 6 & 4). For all the craziness packaged up in an engergetic little boy, he loves his mama. He will cuddle with me while he watches TV, and when he is truly hurt, he wants his mama to make it better. He likes to sit in my lap and be read to at night.
Needless to say this jar of soy butter has gone from a family jar to his personal jar. Just in case I might have forgotten this incident, I put his name on the jar with a permanment marker.
