Jack-O-Lantern Cookies

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My mom made these cookies with us every Halloween season and making these with her is a very fond memory. So now I do it with my kids. They already ate their batch though, so these are some I decorated. I was in a hurry so these were a bit sloppily done but I think they’re still pretty cute. All you need is your favorite sugar cookie and icing recipe, candy corn , some of those little black or brown CakeMate tubes of edible Gel and creativity.
I just found this amazing icing recipe today on Allrecipes.com. I modified it a bit, but it is the best sugar cookie icing I’ve ever tasted. And you can see it dries with that nice glossy finish.

Sugar Cookie Icing

1 cup powdered sugar
3-5 teaspoons milk
3 teaspoons corn syrup
1/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
food coloring

Whisk all ingredients together, adding more milk if necessary. Dip the sugar cookie, face down into the icing and turn over quickly. Decorate and allow to dry.

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Don’t play all innocent with me missy!

It’s just a mask. Those big blue eyes, looking up at me through long lashes, wide with wonderment. Why did you yelp mommy? Whatever did I do? I don’t even have any teeth yet. Can I start eating again now?

I would have believed your innocence, if you hadn’t stuck your tongue out and proceeded to spit at me after I removed my boob from your mouth and firmly said NO. I’m onto you Angel Girl. I am, so, onto you.

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Miracle of Miracles

So I got some great suggestions on my Potty training WFMW post . I combined a few of the ideas and implemented a plan of action immediately.
I took Obi-Wans diaper away and put him in some of big brother’s underwear. Then I watched him like a hawk. He still ended up peeing on himself and was rather upset about the wetness dripping down his legs. So I told him if he didn’t want to feel that he was going to have to pee on the potty. He whined for his diaper but I stood firm. He told me later he had to pee, so I followed him into the bathroom where he leaned all his weight on his chicken legs against the toilet and pushed his gut out as far as possible. I waited with baited breath. Then, came the tiny stream and the little tinkling sound! You can bet I made a party out of it. Between my laughing with joy, and shouting “yes” and asking for about 7 high fives I think he realized he had just done a very wonderful thing indeed. I told him we were going right out to buy him big boy underwear. So we did. He was excited to pick out a shiny package of Cars underwear and when we came home he got to put a pair on. It’s been fairly smooth sailing ever since.

He refused to poop on the potty at first. The first time he had to go, he ran out of his bedroom, underwear around his legs shouting, “Poops!” while holding his bottom. I grabbed him beneath his armpits holding him well away from me as I rushed him to the toilet. After that, he pooped in his underwear a couple times and that’s when I decided maybe bribery would work. So I told him we would get him a Planet Hero toy if he pooped on the potty three times in one week. It worked, he got his toy and I have a near potty trained boy. He’s still wearing pull-ups at night but he wears underwear all day and I’ve even dared to take him out of the house in it. Now I just have to get him to stop mooning everyone at his first urge to go. He pulls those pants down before I notice half the time.

Hey, if you made it this far you probably have kids, and if not then you must be an extremely bored soul. Until you have kids you don’t know just how exciting talking about pee and poop can be.

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The most appalling thing I’ve read in a while

I am absolutely furious after reading this post at a blog I found tonight. Please tell me there is something this woman can do get this story noticed by the media, if that’s the only way to get the bleeping doctor fired. There is nothing that could ever excuse his behavior. NOTHING!

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Don’t ever go shopping at noon!

I hadn’t made any “big” grocery shopping trips with the kids in tow for quite a while. But now that Count Dooku is in school I figured I could handle the two other kids while getting a weeks worth of groceries. But it wasn’t them I needed to worry about.

For a long time now, I have noticed that I rarely see any elderly folk shopping at our local grocery store. I figured maybe there weren’t many elderly folks in the area, but I was wrong. They all shop at noon. It is havoc, people, havoc!

There I was, Angel girl in car seat, Obi-Wan riding on the end of the basket, caught in grocery cart traffic. Between the two mile an hour shuffling, the oooh’s and aww’s over Angel girl who was sporting a massive pink bow and the, “Put some socks on that baby!” it took us an hour and a half to do 30 minutes of shopping. I mean no disrespect to the elderly here. I loved the comments on my beautiful family and the adoring glances at my cute kids. But I think I’ll avoid retirement central at the grocery store from here on out. Especially when I’m in a hurry.

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Some great news, for me anyway

I pretty much discovered Blogland over night. I knew that Hubby had been “blogging” for a few months and he explained it to me but I really didn’t have any interest. He continued to show me some of his posts and comments and I became more intrigued and started reading and even commenting on occasion on a couple of his blogs. But his circle of blogging is a bit different from the one of which we are a part. They don’t give each other cute awards or have giveaways or all that fun stuff. Plus I really didn’t know that there were personal blogs. All the ones Hubby showed me were group blogs. Anyhow, I asked Hubby one night how he got invited to blog at a certain group blog and he told me he commented regularly and some of the contributors there visited his personal blog and liked what they saw.

“Wait,” I stopped him, “You have your own blog?”

He shrugged like I should have known that and then showed it to me. And suddenly it all clicked. Thoughts of grandeur swarmed into my head.

People will read my stuff! I’ll have a following!

Now, my motivations weren’t all egocentric, but who doesn’t imagine being popular or famous at times? Anyhow, I suddenly grasped the concept of blogging and that I could say what I wanted to say, hopefully help others with some of my life experiences and maybe have some regular readers who appreciated my thoughts. That very night, I set up my blog (yes, I’m very internet savvy) and began posting. Then I was off to comment and try to attract readers. Somehow I ran across Stacey’s blog the first “mom” blog I had encountered and I knew this was the place to start.

I’ve had a lot of fun blogging and making new friends. But I have been a bit sad that no one else I know in “real” life has caught onto the blogging thing. But I needn’t be sad any longer.
Not one, but TWO of my very close friends, have decided to take the plunge into the blogging world.

The first is my oldest and closest friend Michelle who I wrote about here

The second is Alonna (Loni) who just moved to England where her husband is attending University.

So if you feel like it, I would love for you to go visit them, welcome them and give them some comment love as they start discovering the fun of blogging.

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The winner of the Red Infant Snap Clips is…

…Comment #12, Michelle (no blog). I’ll be emailing Michelle shortly and shipping off her adorable bows. A perfect holiday red just in time for the approaching season. And remember, you can order some of your own cute clips from the Simply Sweet Bowtique. Thanks to all who entered!

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