Still sticky, gooey, and yummy, just in the form of a cookie, these S’more Sandwich Cookies are perfect for a summer barbeque or picnic. (more…)
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It’s my Birthday, and I’ll bake if I want to. So I did! (more…)
My sob story continues this week, as I was laid off after 4 loyal years of ups and downs. I have mixed feelings about it really. I was happy and sad to go all at the same time. Tonight I took comfort in my Grandma Pratt’s Molasses Crinkles. For whatever reason they make me feel a little better.
A door has been closed and another opened, and who knows what opportunities lay ahead. I came across a friend’s 100th blogpost this morning and it was meant for me. With a bright and calming photo and quote, it’s worth a looksy (click here).
I bought chocolate chips the other day, or at least I attempted to. I put my allotted 1 bag into the grocery cart. When I got home I put all the groceries away.
That night, as I was drifting off to sleep I woke up, thinking, “Did I put the chocolate chips away? Maybe James did. They must have fallen out into the trunk.” The next day I checked but there were no chocolate chips, in fact, they were not even listed on my receipt. Weird. I know I put them in there.
Today I trekked back to the store to finish the job and got what I needed.
It’s getting to be the end of the school year again, and I am more than grateful. I am ready to begin summer adventures and lazy days, saying farewell to carpools, schedules, and homework.
My son’s school hosts class picnics toward the end of each school year. I signed up to bring a dessert, no surprise there. When I asked my son, Xavier, what he wanted me to bake for his class picnic, he thought about it for a while and decided upon homemade Oreos.
It was perfect. Homemade Oreos are a special treat not only for kids, but for adults as well. They are easily portable and bring a little excitement to every picnic, and by the way, will be gone in 15 minutes flat.
Growing up we didn’t have chocolate chips in the house, at least not that I was aware of. My parents had 6 children, and now being a mother myself, I just can’t believe that my mother didn’t have chocolate in the house. She must have hidden it, saving it for those desperate moments when only chocolate can save the day or your child’s life. Perhaps she hid it in the car, after all 6 kids can ransack an entire house looking for something and find just about anything…except for that missing sock of course.
So where did you hide your chocolate Mom?