Creamed fish.

One of our have-some-summer-fun/take-up-some-of-our-day/get-a-dose-of-sugar-in-the-middle-of-the-day-so-it's-burned-up-by-bedtime activities was stolen from Alana. Not sure where she got it, so if it's from you, here's your credit. -->CREDIT<--

I basically put out a plate (yes, as if it were for the family pet) of fish (Well, fruit snacks shaped like fish, but fish, nonetheless...) covered in whipped cream. I took a little too long readying my camera and fetching the children (there I go again with that family pet reference) and my whipped cream began to melt in the sweltering heat. There was still plenty left for the game however. My littles were then instructed to sit on their knees with their hands behind their backs and find the fish on their plates using only their mouths.

They looked at me liked I was crazy.

Why aren't you thrilled? There is a plate of whipped cream in front of you, that in and of itself should be enough to send you in face first even if I hadn't asked you not to use your hands, AND I just told you there are FISH made of HIGH FRUCTOSE CORN SYRUP, SUGAR, AND CARNUBA WAX underneath it!

Apparently,
Their knees hurt. And a bug flew in the whipped cream. And it was hot outside. And...

Whoever eats all their fish first gets a prize. On your mark, get set, go!








And yes, they totally dressed themselves on this morning. Brynn has an affinity for knee socks that cannot be understood. EVERY day.

Carrot pizza.

We have been busy, busy little bees. When our days aren't filled for us, we usually try to find something to do or else boredom sets in fast for a 6-yr-old and two 3-yr-olds. Not so much me, there are a million things at home I need to be doing that I just keep pushing to the wayside for the sake of entertaining my children. See what a good mom I am? ;)

Last week, I bought a three-pack of premade pizza crusts in the small 6'inch personal size and a jar of pizza sauce so the kids could make their own pizzas one day. Craft + lunch. Two birds: one stone. See how that works?



They loved it of course. Crafts you can eat are the best kind. I only bought pepperonis to top their pizzas because... well, I know my children. But about half-way through, Layla announces that she wants to put carrots on her pizza. Carrots. I did have some carrots, but... carrots? I had given them free reign to do their pizza completely on their own, but I really couldn't decide if I should let her do it and hope she got some extra veggies in that day or if it was too big of a risk that she would decide she didn't like it and waste the whole pizza. I made sure she knew if she put them on there she had to eat it no matter what...
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... maybe carrot pizza doesn't sound so great afterall.

They did an awesome job. Brynn basically copied everything Layla did. Spread your sauce. A little cheese. Pepperonis. More cheese.






Cale... sweet Cale. Cale took 12 minutes to put down a little sauce, then clean it off his hands, put some sauce on, clean it off his hands, put some sauce on, clean it off his hands. Then he piled ALL of his cheese in the very center, with a few pepperonis around the edges. It was the cutest pizza I've ever seen. And don't tell the girls, but his came out of the oven the best! (They all tasted exactly the same of course.)




They had tons of fun, I think and gobbled up their finished products rather quickly! Success :)

Update...

No 4-month wait afterall! Cale's assessment with the CDC is next week.


Helloooo, paperwork!
No idea what to expect if anyone has anything to offer? No idea what God's plan is (I realize you can't tell me that!). I just know we're trying to do what's best for our little boy and follow our hearts. Prayers are welcome, as always :)