When they fly

I wish I could explain my fascination of flying pigs and where it came from. I just see them and they make me happy. So I buy them (okay, I bought one - but I'd buy more if I saw them). Don't you think she'd be cute with a bow around her neck?

What's that?

That stuff that is falling from the sky? I've never seen it before. It confuses me and makes me mad. See that drop on my right arm and on my head? Ya, I don't like it.

Nevermind. I'm all better now.

Guess who..

... is playing soccer this year?

Goldfish

I've been trying to spend some quality time with each child lately while I am recovering. When my daughter asked if I could make something in the kitchen with her - I thought 'why not?'. I don't have much better to do than change diapers and put away laundry these days. She suggested cookies but I -not being much of a baker - thought something savory might be good. I've been seeing a lot of food and recipe posts lately and had been feeling left out anyway. :-)

This is a recipe my friend gave me a few years ago that we always enjoy. It kinda spoils you into not liking the regular ones anymore. We gave these to some of the kid's teachers last year for Christmas. I hoped and prayed they didn't taste horrible. Being that I was in the throes of morning sickness I had a hard time being able to tell. They were good, I think.

Seasoned Goldfish Crackers

• 18 ounces Goldfish crackers (I buy them in bulk, shocker!)
• 1/2 C vegetable oil
• 1/2 tspn lemon pepper seasoning
• 1/4 tspn cayenne pepper
• 1/2 tspn garlic powder
• 1 packet dry Ranch seasoning (or 3 T)

Here's what you need

Put the fish in a big bowl.

In a smaller bowl, mix up other ingredients.
I buy Ranch in bulk because I am American like that.

I *love* this spatula. I need four of them. Or eight. I love it.

This ingredient is completely not in the recipe and probably not a good idea for everyone. I really like garlic. The powder just won't do. I kinda like getting the little fried chunks of garlic in the goldfish. That may gross you out. Just use the garlic powder. I used both.
Mmm, see those garlic chunks at the bottom of the bowl. *drool*
Spread them on a baking sheet - ungreased. By this point we had a "helper" eating the Goldfish.
Our audience was losing patience with us... He sure is cute though..
20o degrees for 2o minutes or so.
Such a patient girl.
Let's not pretend we haven't already 'tested' 45 crackers already
before they ever went into the oven.

YUM!

Disclaimer: My daughter is not neglected. She likes to do her own hair - she is a first grader now, after all. :-)

...And the winner is...

Tricia

(And yes, that is a little fake smile from Another One - a little goofy but oh so cute!)

Name That Baby!

(Not the most flattering picture, but we love our stripe-y outfits)

I'm not too keen on the baby's bloggy name. I need your help!

What should I call him besides finale?

The winner gets the satisfaction of knowing the baby got a good bloggy name.

Baby Blues

This is us at a wedding when our first son was 4 days old. Daddy is holding him.

A few years ago, I had a really good friend who was expecting a boy about the time I was having my first son. We spent our pregnancies lamenting together (misery loves company, right?) and we talked about having babies, we even had a joint baby shower. We spent nearly the entire pregnancy at about the same stage since we were due just a week apart. After her baby was born (I was incredibly miserable and insanely jealous that whole next week and a half until mine was born) I went to visit her at home - he was a week old. I can distinctly remember feeling an overwhelming sadness so powerful that I teared up in her apartment. They were tired, the food had stopped coming from friends and the beautiful flowers that her husband had bought her had wilted and died. The newness was gone. My baby had not yet been born, but I was already mourning for the week after he'd be here.

It is now over a week after my second son was born and I hit that wall of sadness yesterday. My beautiful flowers wilted and died, my sweet baby wiggled and cried all night, the kids were bored and restless, thankfully we still have meals. I have to say I am so thankful for the Lord providing me some extra doses of happiness and contentment through this season. I am nowhere near as sad as I was last time. I am finding peace in my place as a full-time stay at home wife and mother in this short time I have it.

A week old - Photo courtesy of Daughter #2

The Finale!

I've added a new person to our blog! Welcome baby!