We all went to Portland on Saturday to celebrate the very-soon-addition to the family, baby Savannah Jean. Tara just glows with beauty and this sweet child should be here within the month! The boys are very excited about another girl-cousin to spoil but that doesn’t mean they weren’t happily relieved when Uncle John took them to the park to play football versus sitting and watching a hundred pink little dresses opened and ahh’d over! It was great to see all the family there. Uncle Steve and Aunt Alayne brought us lots of those world-famous Yakima apples. There were twice as many as these because–
we made apple pie, baked apples, applesauce and lots of THIS-frozen apple pie filling. (Its an experiment, I hope they don’t turn mushy. The recipes all called for COOKED apples but I don’t like that type so I am just mixing up my regular recipe and freezing it-I’ll let you know if it doesn’t work!)
How did I get all this done, plus homeschooling and housework and blogging?! Well I have a secret weapon:A 13 year old boy who is a whiz in the kitchen. He loved using the peeler/corer (Pampered Chef, man this is their BEST product!) and if the Cuisinart is needed he loves that (sharp blades and whirling RPMs are a sure-fire way to get male help in the kitchen)
He helped Grandma and I put up 20 plus cartons of peaches in the freezer last month, and he makes great zucchini bread too:Course, when he’s done it tends to look like this:
but that is how his Mom does it too, so the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Caleb requested an ice cream cake on Monday. I didn’t have a recipe so I just kind of guessed(how hard could it be?) But I was amazed how easy and good it actually was-we’ll never pay $35 for a Dairy Queen cake again! Here is how we did it:
Just slightly melt some Triple Brownie Fudge Overload (no kidding-overload! but you only turn nine once, right?!) spread it in a pan. Get your 13 year old to pulverize a few sleeves of fudge Oreos in the food processor and sprinkle those on top. Freeze til firm, a few hours-then spread slightly soft Vanilla Bean ice cream over the top, freeze again. Write your birthday wishes on top with Fudge and sprinkle with chocolate shavings.
You could get really creative here with caramel, pecans and a rich Starbucks coffee ice cream but my birthday isn’t until March…
Our latest pet was inching towards his inevitable toilet bowl funeral yesterday. It’s not like we had real high expectations. It’s a goldfish which I suppose in some languages is just another word for brief but still, 24 hours? Caleb was crying and went to his room to pray for his “little swimmin’ buddy” and I got on ‘Ole Faithful Google. Found a few tips, and made some water changes but prayed, too. Kento is recovering nicely and happily swimming in his bowl on the kitchen counter this morning! And a little boys faith is growing…
And Sam was finally de-mohawked, de-flocked, tidied up, trimmed, buzzed etc.
Ah. Baths and haircuts.
Bringing civilization to barbarian males (and pleasing the women they love) for generations now.