If only...

Once in a while I will come across a picture that I want to remember forever. I had to post this because I love this living room, and I didn't want kitty litter to be my latest post. I guess you can say I'm big into this kind of architecture and simplicity of decor. Call me plain Jane mom, but I love it. If only it was mine.

Are you kidding me?

Ok, I frequent the allrecipes website. Once, if not 5 times a day. I came across this recipe and about died! Are you kidding me? It is the nastiest idea for a cake. The title of the recipe is "Kitty Litter Cake". EWWWWWW! I can't believe I'm posting about this, but I was bored.

Take me here

One year ago this week, Marc and I were in Hawaii, and I cannot stop thinking about it. I want to feel the soft white sand in my toes. I now know why my sister is obsessed with traveling. You can't stop dreaming about where you've been. MMMMMMM!

My 1st pumpkin treat of the season!

I have officially had my first pumpkin treat of the season. Pumpkin Muffins from Costco. MMMMMMM. The only thing it was missing was chocolate chips, but it was worth every bite.

A little glimpse-

A field trip to the fire station- accompanied with an obsession with a new hat.
Chocolate mint patties- that somehow made it on Ali's eyes.
S'mores face- proof that we went up the canyon and were "campers" for an hour.

Neglecting or ignoring?

Maybe a little of both. It's been one of those mornings. Busy from the time the alarm goes off. As I run around the house from one thing to the next, I simply reply to my children as they tell me they are hungry, "just a minute, let me finish and I'll make you breakfast." As far as I know, I think I only heard them ask 2 times, but I could be wrong. As I finally find my way to the kitchen, I find 2 hungry children scrounging for food. Both stools are pushed over to the counter with them hovered over the toaster waiting for their breakfast to pop up. I then make my way over to the other counter, 2 plates. His and hers. Ali chose the elmo plate with 3 sectioned places for her food to go. In one section, a banana, mashed and bruised, but still in the peel because she was unable to open it. The other section, a cookie, at 9 in the morning. And last, an empty section waiting for her pop tart. They were so cute, that I had to let her have the cookie. My children are already learning to fend for themselves, because who knows how responsive mommy will be when 2 becomes 3! And yes, Aliyah does and always will eat more than her brother.