Along with popcorn balls, Ethan brought home avocados to make guac.
I ate a gallon of it and then almost threw it all up at the gym a few hours later.
Dear Popcorn Balls Ethan Brought Home Yesterday, you were delicious and we polished you off after school today. Jack stole Van's and Van flipped out. But that was quickly fixed with some string cheese.
Dear Gym at 5:30am, I do not understand you. When I am gutsy enough to go to you, I have no recollection of my workout. After a few minutes on the treadmill, my brain falls asleep and then I snap out of it and look around, wondering where I am. Going to the gym that early plays tricks on your brain.
Dear Cookbook Recipes Waiting to be Photographed, your day is coming. Cookbook photography is about to get kicked into high gear. An end is near! Tomorrow is meatball subs, two kinds of cupcakes and some lettuce wraps.
Dear Flowers Dying on my Front Porch, do me a favor and walk yourself to the trash. You were so last summer and I am ready for some fall mums instead.
Carrots, ranch dressing, tuna sandwich, banans, raspberries, candy corn.
Dear Ethan Husband, I am so in love with you. It's almost officially been 10 years that we have been together. Let's go out to dinner next Friday. Cafe Niche?
Fridge scraps, bound for the oven for roasting and then blended up and made into a pasta sauce.
She screamed the whole time I was straightening her hair.
B.O.M. and Godiva dark chocolate with almonds.
Into the garage...
Dear Bigger Clothes, happy and sad to see you go. So many great pieces that are such high quality. But it is so happy that you don't fit anymore. 15 pounds left to go!
Dear Myself as a Mother, you tell yourself that you are horrible a lot. You aren't. Yes, you could use some more patience. But you have good intentions. Just keep trying and keep hugging your children.