I try to eat healthy, try to cut back the anount of sugar I put in my mouth and the mouthes of my children. AND THEN I break out the good old church cookbook just so I can make these damn butterscotch bars. These are a part of my childhood. This recipe is one submitted by my Grandmother. My mom's mom. Although we didnt always see eye to eye, the woman could bake. My memories keep taking me back to coffee cake and these bars. Today, i am completely regretting having made them. ugh, the sugar overload. I'm questioning if they are good or just addictive. My love for these have obviously changed as Ive gotten wiser. However my kids seem to love them as much as i remember having loved them.
Maybe I should hunt down Grandma's coffee cake recipe. I now love coffee so this would be the next logical step to take. More Baking. My thighs say "thank you, more please"
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sooo grown up. Last week all three kids had their dentist appts. Although all kids passed with flying colors there was varying degrees of success. Isaiah and Kait on one end of tbe spectrum, Josiah somewhere in the middle. I am proud to say there were no tears, although we came mighty close a few times (thanks josiah).
This was Isaiahs first actual appt. He ROCKED it. Asked "my turn yet?" a hundred times. hopped up in the chair and opened wide. He wouldnt close his mouth until the check up was over and he was asked to smile for the camera. Literally, we waited for the hygienist to get the camera and Zaza just sat there mouth wide open. He is just to funny. Sad post to come. Isaiah turns two in less than 2 weeks. Im so in denial that we have yet to even discus his birthday gift. Some of you may have seen this photo of my monsters on facebook already. i had just transplanted a row of raspberries and they were supposed to be watering those and the strawberry bed. i went to find a water wand or spray nosel of some sort, after coming up empty I came back to this. Isaiah with hose in hand creating their very own mud hole. They. Loved. It. I took a breath and let them be. They were playing so well together. They were ACTUALLY taking turns with the hose. Isaiah maaayy have gotten to a point where his pants got to muddy he took them off. I am absolutly positive if completly left alone i would have had 3 stark naked monkeys, i mean pigs in my garden covered in mud. Today the weather is struggling in the lower 60*. No mud holes today. We needed the rain so Im thankful they got their mud fix yesterday. ps. It amazes me more often than not, how quickly children can get over being sick. Yesterday morning Kait was sick. Puking and just wanted to cuddle in daddys recliner with some PBS. The mud hole happened in the afternoon. COMPLETLY. DIFFERENT. CHILD.
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