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Today I had to just admit defeat of sorts and use something that’s not an extra ‘thing’ as my ‘thing’. Just dinner. *sigh* It’s not even pretty to photograph, but it was tasty. My First Grader did the requisite “But I HATE roast/spaghetti/meal du jour!!!” whining, but admitted it was ‘good’. So I’ll rest on those laurels until the next dinner time arrives. FYI, it’s just a roast, pot roast, whatever, done in the crock pot.

The bread, however, is a different story. I need to get a new recipe or finesse this one. I want a nice whole wheat with something in it for texture (I threw oatmeal into this). The one in the photo is just from the Kitchen Aid manual as I was using my new mixer for the dough. I want it to rise a bit more and be able to utilize it for sandwich bread. But it was still good, hot out of the oven with some butter melting, First Grader was quite pleased.

Well today I got up early with The Baby, and when he went down for his nap (at 7:45am!) I hurried and threw together a pair of earrings. I figured I’d better move while I had the chance. I think if I had to name them, I’d call them Seaspray b/c of the green, aqua, pale blue and clear crystals. They are very sparkly, but I am not the best photographer so you’ll have to use your imagination.

Then all the boys (The Baby, the First Grader and The Daddy) were up so I decided to cook a real breakfast. I don’t do this often, for selfish reasons. I LOVE breakfast food and it’s hard to restrain myself from overindulging. But I broke out the sausage, the eggs and got busy. I almost didn’t do this next thing. It’s just so hard to resist it. I was going to save myself and toss out the drippings and crunchy cooked on bits but I just couldn’t bear to do it–they looked up at me from the bottom of the skillet with such sad eyes. I caved and made some gravy. Oh sweet hay-soos. It was so good. I was ready to just eat it all with a spoon, straight out of the pan. But I only took a few bites. Maybe I’ll make biscuits for dinner.

Then my most favorite thing. I made the baby laugh. Well, he’s not really got the laughing part down pat but I got some super cool squeaks and squeals from him. Yes, I know my sheets are wrinkled. No, laundry will never be my forte and I don’t see ironing sheets in my future. They are at least clean, which is a miracle in itself with all the baby puke and other byproducts that this little angel produces.

We were making the bed — I say ‘we’ because I couldn’t walk out of a room without him wailing, so I’d put him on one side of the bed, work on it, then move him and work on the other. This quickly dissolved into a game of peek-a-boo with the blankets. He loved it, as you can see

Today I made Mushroom Soup! Awful picture! But it was goooood.