Pizza time

Mommy's little helper. He loves making his own pizza.

Good morning

About 5 months back, I went for a checkup and my doctor told me my cholesterol was a little high. Since then I've been taking steps to improve my health. One of those steps is including more whole grain in my diet. Muffins are my perfect breakfast food. They are quick to grab in the mornings, so I try to make them often.




Oat Bran and walnut muffin. First time trying these(loved them). Next time I'll add bananas as while.







Suisse Mocha with almond milk.

Making leftovers exciting.

So last night was leftover night and I didn't want to just reheat what we had, so I decided to "jazz it up". I had some leftover oven barbecue chicken. I hand shredded it, add lots of garlic, onions, matchstick carrots and a little ketchup and BAM!!(In my Emeril voice) Served with rice and beans. Delicious!

The beginning reader

Words can't express how super proud I am of my little munchkin right now. My boy is reading! I break out in a smile just thinking about it. Seeing him sit there with his little book, pronouncing words just fills my heart over and over again. This is differently a high moment. His book of choice right now is Hop on Pop, but I know pretty soon he will be pulling out others from his Dr Seuss collection.

You are not my friend anymore.

One of the things my five year old has been saying when he gets upset is "You are not my friend anymore." So today, at nine in the morning, he asked for candy. I find it funny that no matter how picky a eater a child is, all that pickiness goes out the window when it comes to candy. Anyway, I told him no, it was too early for candy. He crossed his armed across his chest and of course replied "You are not my friend anymore." I look at him, with his arms across his chest and his bottom lip poked out in front of him, and I thought to myself, his is a child and soon he will understand, and then I remembered how long it took me to understand...Then I said to him, “Baby, you may not like me right now, and you may not want to be my friend, but that's okay because I'm really not your friend, I am your mother. It's my job to teach you what is right from wrong. It's my job to tell you no when you don't want to hear it, but need to hear it. I'm teaching you what is right now, so when you are older, you'll come to me about anything because you know I will give you the right answer, even if you don't want to hear it. He looked at me with big eyes,knitted his brow, and then folds his arms a little tighter around him and said. “You are not my mother anymore”. I guess it was a bit too early for that talk.