Cousins Together Again!

The three musketeers are together again!  And so are their devices.

But so is the fun!

Christmas Moon

On Christmas Eve, there was a full moon and a strange halo surrounding it!  Upon closer inspection it looked as if the halo was a rainbow because there seemed to be a faint spectrum of colors!

Motherlode

I hit the mother lode of tea this Christmas!  

Michael got me so many different types.  My favorite so far is the chamomile and lavender, but I also enjoyed the white tea earl gray.

Hole Investigator

Max saw a tiny hole at the knee of his sweatpants and he just had to investigate.   The hole had been as large as his little finger so he set out to see if he could fit his entire hand through it. 

Results:  He can. 

Slow Cooker Success

I used to associate slow cookers with working mothers who need to efficiently get their family home and get dinner ready at a reasonable hour.  I never think of stay-at-home moms who are home to watch the pot as the yummy ingredients simmer to perfection.

But I have changed my perception of who uses a slow cooker.  I prepared a chicken enchilada soup at 10 am.  I left and came home at 2 and it was complete.   My day suddenly opened up!   No more did I dread the arrival of 4pm which is when I usually start fretting over dinner.  You know what I did at 4pm?  I went to the store with the kids and did some shopping.  F. U. N!

I don't think I've ever seen a recipe for Sinigang (tamarind soup) in a slow cooker, but I think I'm going to develop it and right a cookbook all dedicated to my new friend the slow cooker.

Queens and Princes

I was looking for the kids the other day. And I found them playing near the woods. I asked them, "What are you doing?" Simone said,  "Queens and princes!  We just tortured a guy. He died so we buried him and put a headstone on his grave."  As if it were a regular day at work for queens and princes ...

"See that little orange  (maple) leaf, Mommy? ... That's his headstone!"

Lovely.

Michael's Serenade

I heard Michael singing in the shower.   By the tone and rhythm, i thought he was singing a rat pack song a la Frank Sinatra.  But his lyrics were peculiar, 

"I would pay your rent ...
If you'd wear some deodorant ..."