That moment your dad pulls back the gigantic jack-o'-lantern drape and out pops your mom with a gigantic camera and a loud voice screaming "BOO!"

Why are you smiling, kid?
You are supposed to be scared.

More pictures of Porter's first pumpkin patch coming right up.
But first I have to go work on my scary voice.
I was scary, I swear.


a new week

Just trying to start out this week with a little peace, love and relaxation.
By 4pm you can find me sitting on the floor with Porter and Sherm, surrounded by dog hair and toys, saying a little prayer that daddy comes home soon. Oh and my coffee mug will be replaced with a big glass of red wine. At least that's typically how Mondays go around here. :) 

Cheers to a grrrreeat week! 


play dates make the world go 'round ...

And keep mamas from going cray cray.

P.S. I promise to start writing more-than-five-word blog posts soon. Or maybe not. Although I am currently (and somewhat ashamedly- I can hear those dirty dishes calling me bad names from the kitchen) using nap time to write this post, I usually sit down at this little space around 9pm. Porter is sound asleep by 6:45pm (can I get another amen?!) and then I spend the next half hour cleaning up the house while Dan cooks dinner (can I get another amen?!). Then after dinner I clean up the kitchen while Dan hangs with the Sherm Dog. Then it's finally mama + Sherman time and we take a long walk, usually getting home around 9pm. So my blogging window begins (and ends?) around this time. And after a 12+ hour day with tweedledee and tweedledum my head kind of spins when I sit down at this space. The pictures are easy. The words are hard. So, the pictures will just have to do for now. Thank you for not throwing rocks at me or my silly blog. :)


easy peasy apple crisp

Okay, okay, so this wasn't exactly "easy peasy" for me. I think I said three bad words when all of my chopped apples went rolling from the counter to the dirty floor and one bad word when I forgot about the butter in the microwave. However, I think most would agree that this is a pretty simple recipe for most people out there. And when I get more than one request to do something, I do it. No questions asked. So for those of you who wanted this recipe ... here you go. If you make it, please refrain from telling me just how easy peasy it was for you. I am still over here pretending like I created a masterpiece. 

1 cup rolled oats
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup flour
1/2 cup butter (melted)
3 cups apples (peeled and chopped)
1/2 cup white sugar
2 teaspoons cinnamon

Preheat oven to 350 and lightly grease 8-inch square pan. Mix together oats, brown sugar, flour and melted butter in large bowl. Place half of oat mixture in pan. Spread apples evenly over mixture and sprinkle with cinnamon and sugar. Top with remaining oat mixture and a final sprinkle of cinnamon and sugar. Bake in oven for 40-45 minutes or until golden brown.


"uh oh"

Sorry, Sherm.
I'll get you some more water.
And maybe a different brother too. ;)

Oh and don't ask where Porter's other sock went.
Or his pants.
I have absolutely no idea.

Stereotypical Monday morning right here.