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Silly, simple, fun.

It’s what makes up our week and what we share around here.

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Dying eggs.

It’s tradition.  Messy tradition.

Jill was an old pro at this apparently.

She loooooved chucking the egss into the dye.

While Henry carefully selected stickers for his green egg.

It’s always green.  Always.

“Mommy, did you know green is my favorite color?”

Yes dear.  You won’t let me forget.

Walter is still baking away.

His kicking is getting much stronger, which I love.

But I’m a little worried because he seems to be partying like it’s 1999 at the oddest times of the night.

Don’t. Even. Think. About. It. Little. Boy.

Our weekly visits to the local farmer’s market continue.

When Henry saw this big, giant artichokes, he begged me to buy them…jumping up and down with excitement.

Artichokes are one of his very favoritest of foods.  Next to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

We go through strawberries like they are water around here.

Lucy in particular can eat an entire little basket in one sitting.  (Jill doesn’t seem to much like fruit altogether…so weird.)

So this week, I bought an entire flat of berries.

Since I had so many, I thought I’d go ahead and make the World’s Ugliest Cake.

Also referred to as the Cake That You Made In The Dark While Blindfolded And Standing On Your Head With Your Left Hand.

Although most commonly known as Pioneer Woman’s Strawberry Shortcake Cake.

First, the dang cake wouldn’t come out of the pan and I had to piece it together like a jigsaw puzzle.  Then, I couldn’t spread the frosting without just smooshing around berries…it was a hideous disaster.

But it was YUMMY.

My other problem?  The juicy strawberries soaked into the cake and it was kinda mushy the next day.

My words of advice if you make this (and you should, it’s delish!): Make the cake and frost it with frosting.  Serve berries on the side/on top with each serving.

I had to take my one hour glucose testing thing yesterday…and I was SUPER annoyed that I had to sit around and wait for a stinking HOUR.

When I did it with the girls, they just plopped me right back out in the waiting room amid the coughing kids, the yacking adults, and who knows what else.  That hour creeped by in a hard plastic chair in a linoleum floored room.

This time, I went to a different lab where they escorted me to a PRIVATE ROOM…with a cushy recliner, a stack of magazines, and even a small DVD player.  They offered to flip off the light in case I wanted to take a nap.

Let’s just say that when the woman came in to tell me my hour was up, I basically begged her to make it a 6 hour testing window.  Begged.  Because my kids have been insane, crazed wildebeests this week and the quiet was ultra nice.

She didn’t oblige.  Hate her.

Walter’s quilt will be based off of these two fabrics.

Could you DIE?

My mother in law is making this one, but I have a stack of rainbow scraps waiting to be put together into my very own first quilt.

Perhaps when my kids decide to not act like lunatics I can give it a whirl.

What did you do this week?

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jeannett

I'm a mom to four. A wife to one. I believe in story. I love telling you about mine and would love to hear yours. There's really no sense in wasting our suffering and not sharing in each other's joy. We're all in this together...even if it doesn't always feel like it.

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