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Nerf guns, pizza and Muhammad Ali

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Yesterday was that dreaded and yet much anticipated day of days – M’s birthday. Enter the stress about presents, desserts, parties and activities. Considering we have a huge vacation coming up in just under two months, and that he has a roomful of toys that are rarely played with, I was unsure what to buy him. He also was booked in to spend time at the Ekka, which is the Brisbane show. So basically I knew he had a load of treats and adventures coming up, and decided to do a low key birthday celebration. Or that’s what I told myself was happening.
So naturally, I decide to bake a load of cupcakes for his class, like last year. But of course last years cupcakes were so decadent and cute, I felt bad sending boring old vanilla, and before I knew it I was planning yet another extravaganza: icecream cupcakes. Once again, the man in my head started in with his shiite but I bravely blocked his crap out, kept calm and carried on!

I went out the easy way with 2 packet mixes, since I had to make around 30.

Icecream cupcakes: 

1 cupcake mix or your own recipe
1 packet of icecream cones (I used small cup shaped ones with flat bottoms)
1 batch of buttercream frosting
Sprinkles, cherries, chopped nuts, whatever you like to deviate your icecream with!

Method:

Preheat oven and place icecream cones into a 12 hole muffin pan. Using the flat bottom ones will make your life easier as they Erroll balance in the tray properly. If you buy a foil bbq tray you can cut holes into it to balance proper cones if you’d like.
Make up your cupcake batter according to packet or recipe instructions.
Pour the batter into icecream cones. Only fill half way or two thirds, remember they will rise.
Bake as usual, according to packet or recipe instructions, and allow to cool.
While cooling make a batch of frosting. Buttercream gives a great soft serve effect when piped on, but glaze will look really good too.
When the cupcakes have cooled, ice according to the style of icing you have made, and decorate with sprinkles, chopped nuts, cherries, whatever.
Enjoy!

I made chocolate, banana, and some chocolate banana, so they looked a bit like the chocolate vanilla soft serve. I really like the dribble from the cupcake running over the edge, it looks just like real icecream.

They were a hit with the class, and the one that counts came home with a big smile on his face.

So what’s with the reference to Nerf guns, Muhammad Ali and pizza in the title, you ask?
Well Mr 9 requested the biggest, baddest Nerf gun I could find:

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And since I’m a glutton for punishment:

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A bullet cartridge with 100 darts.

We finished the day off with dinner at pizza hut for him and 4 friends.

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Oh, and Muhammad Ali? Meet the newest member of the family:

Ali, cos he’s fighter fish, der! Cute huh.
He also scored some boring clothes from his boring mother, some Lego from one mate, some Gelli Baff from tanah and tonk, sparklers and cash from another mate. Not a bad haul.
First thing this morning he was picked up to go to the Ekka, only for a long weekend since he is about to have a month off school said the big mean mum.

And that is that. Another year done and dusted. Can’t believe next year he is double digits. Time for me to buy a walking stick, I think.

And one quick pic of the pork chop to send you off with:

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P.s this recipe counts towards a resolution recipe lol!!

Rhyme Time Trouble

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Today has been a busy little day.. Well, not really, but for me it has been. In an earlier post I spoke about my New Years resolutions, about putting myself out there more, and about expanding my cooking abilities. Sort of. Well this week I have really been focusing on getting these things rolling. I have already started on the cooking aspect, and have some new dishes I plan to do some time this week. Nothing fancy, but hopefully they will turn out nicely.

The putting myself out there side of things has had a little kick up the bum so to speak, when I decided to take K to the local library for Baby Rhyme-Time. The Slacker suggested recently that I check out my local library to find out about story time, etc, which I did, and found they had a little half hour class dedicated to singing nursery rhymes. I had booked my car in for some new tires today so I arranged them to coincide so K and I would have something to do while we waited. Lucky the library and the tire place are only about 400 meters away from each other.

When we walked in the door and K saw all the other people there (there were actually heaps of other people, I thought there might be around 8-10 other mums there, but there were more like 15-20!) he freaked out a little, turned into me and held on really tight. He has never been around that many other babies before. We sat down at the back of the room, where there were floor cushions and some chairs set up in a large U, so he had a good view of everything going on. The next half hour we sang some nursery rhymes and did the actions. He did not want me to put him on the ground, but by the end of the half hour he had started to warm up a little and loosened his grip a bit. If we keep going regularly I am sure he will get into it. I didn’t mind it, especially since it is free, but truly, it was kind of lame. I guess I had higher expectations for Baby Rhyme-Time hahaha. I was disappointed though because I was hoping to see some other youngish mums there, but I was most definitely the youngest, most of them looked to be in their 30’s, some even in their 40’s, and one, I’m pretty sure, was the Grandma. If not, well, I feel for her haha.

After that we went and explored the library a little. I had been there once or twice while I was still studying, just to check and see if they had access to any scholar journals on their databases, but they didn’t and for whatever reason I never went back. This time I decided to sign up for a library card. Can you believe I have been here for over 2 years and only just did this now. Crazy. Anyway, I ended up having a nice chat with one of the librarians, which I guess made up for the fact that the Rhyme-Time was full of old mums. Then I borrowed a book for myself from a writer who I used to like reading a few years  ago called Sujata Massey. She writes a series of novels about a Japanese American woman named Rei, who is an antiques dealer in Tokyo, and ends up getting involved in solving crimes, usually associated with whatever antique she is working on. I like her writing because I have always been attracted to asian art, furniture and design. The book I picked up was called ‘Shimura Trouble’, which actually takes place in San Francisco and Hawaii, exploring a mystery around land ownership and Rei’s family, some distant cousin discovered living in the islands. I’m only a few chapters in but I’m enjoying reading about her again.

After our morning travels we got home and I tidied up, wasted some time playing with K, and stealing a chapter or two of the book. Then we headed off to pick up big bro from school, during which K finally decided to pass out and have his nap, which worked out just fine for me since I got to sit in the car while he slept, and read some more.

When we got home, one of M’s friends from a few doors down, Vili, came over and asked him if he wanted to come to a footy club bring a friend day. M was totally excited and keen as mustard to go. I was sweet with him going until I realised it was actually a recruitment day, designed to encourage more kids to join the team, and that I would have to go. After being out all morning I was kinda keen to park on the couch reading until I had to start dinner, but alas, it was not to be. When M’s friend told me how much it would cost to join the club, I was even less keen, but M was a snowball rolling down a hill at that point and for me to stop him from going would have meant catastrophe. Then at the last minute, as I was strapping K into the car, M decided he wanted to go with Vili’s dad in his car. When we got there, Vili ran straight onto the field with his team mates and started training, while M hung back waiting for me. I took one look at his face and knew what was up. ‘Off you go’ I told him.

‘Don’t wanna’ he replied.

‘Why not?’

‘Don’t wanna go anymore.’

He got all shy and shame cos he didn’t know any of the other kids. Their other friend Zavier, who lives in between our house and Vili’s, was supposed to be coming for a ‘taste test’ too but he hadn’t arrived. Vili’s dad ended up taking M on the field and making sure he got introduced to the coach and settled in with the other kids. K and I sat back to watch. Well, I sat back to watch but that quickly turned into chasing after K as he tried to run onto the field, onto the road, across the other field, in the path of the men practising, and eventually stole a ball from a couple of guys who were playing with a 5 year old on a field further away. I think I got more of a work out than M did in the end. Zavier and his mum showed up, watched for a bit, then headed home, without Zavier joining in. They realised that since Zavier only turned 8 this January, he would not be in the same team as the boys, even if he did decide to join. But he was just keen to be doing something with the boys, so he was pretty disappointed. So cute. Vili’s dad said I could go home if I wanted and he would bring M home, but then they started bringing out the big pads and getting the boys to start tackling and barging or whatever they call it, through rows of the dads holding the pads up against them. I stood around and watched for a little longer, then headed home to get dinner started.

When M got home he was so happy, and definitely keen to join. I’m not sure how I will make the $150 joining fee, nor the boots, shin pads, helmet and mouthguard work, but I called his dad to see if maybe he could help out with it. I recently found out how much he makes a week and I figure he can flipping well afford to fork out a whole lot more than he has been! That call didn’t go badly but I didn’t really get an answer either, as he was in a bad mood and on his way to work. Fingers crossed he does pay, and toes crossed that Vili’s dad offers to drive to all the games hahaha!

 

M's first shot at the pads. Vili's dad is standing on the left, with a big cheesy smile.

 

Anyway, hopefully things will work out. And I hope to surprise you guys with an interesting dish sometime this week.

Roasted Cherry Tomato & Garlic Pasta

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It is raining cats and dogs here, and has been for the last 2 days. It really has been the strangest summer. I have my doona on my bed and have been sleeping in my warm jammies, as opposed to sleeping under a sheet with the fan cranked on ghetto blast, wearing only a t shirt! Poor M has gone camping at Hastings Point with his grandfather, I hope they don’t get washed out to sea!

During the summer holidays the local council puts on free movies in the evenings in one of the parks along the creek. The park is really cool, and is done in a pirate theme. There is a giant pirate ship that looks shipwrecked, and there are cannons and barrels and a cave with a map to treasure, instead of the usual slide/swings set up. Last week I arranged to take the kids down to watch the movie along with some friends of mine and their kids, and have a picnic dinner. Then M’s friends who live nearby asked if they could come too, and I could hardly say no. So us 4 adults (Jo, Sarah, Jade and myself) and all 6 kids cruised down and watched Happily N’ever After. The kids played in the park while the adults set up the blankets and picnic dinner, then we all munched out and enjoyed the movie. This Friday they are playing Aladdin, and I’m keen to take the boys down again, but this time I think I will try keep it to just the older kids. My friends with younger kiddies had their work cut out for them, trying to get the littlies to sit still and watch the movie, when there was this totally awesome pirate ship just behind us!

A few nights ago M hosted his first ever sleep over. The 2 boys who came to the movie with us, also live within our complex (or ‘The Plex’ to those in the know… Or me, anyway) and play together with M every day, whether it’s X-Box, riding bikes, scooters, kicking balls, going swimming, whatever. The boys had been talking about a sleep over for a while, but since I knew none of them had ever had a sleep over at a friends house before, I thought they were all talk. Apparently not. They came to me and asked if they could have a sleep over before the holidays ended. I said it was fine, but since the holidays are nearly over (school is back on Monday), and M was due to go camping, they should organise it soon.

*Whisper Whisper Whisper* ‘Can we do it tonight please?’ Of course I had to say yes, and there was never any question of them sleeping anywhere else other than the house with the X-Box, haha. I told them to have their dinner, bath or shower, and come over in their jammies, around 8.30. I said they could play X-Box for an hour before bed but that I would be turning it off at 9.30. My plan was that by the time the boys got here, I would have K and M bathed, and K asleep. Ha. Of course K never sticks to his schedule when I need him to, does he. It was 9.20 when I finally tip-toed out of the room, then headed down to check on the boys. You know what? They were all snoring! It was so cute, I couldn’t resist taking a photo. So it was not as bad I thought it would be. Since they were first timers, I was half expecting one or the other of the boys to change his mind throughout the night and want to go home. I figured, if that happened, at least their parents were only a few meters away. I told their dads when they walked the boys down, that I would call if there were any dramas and they could pop down and take them home again. But they were great. So I guess that paves the way for what is in store for the future.

 

Makoa, Vili and Zavier, fast asleep

 

I have a new recipe I would like to share with y’all… Yes, yes, I do understand that constantly posting recipe’s of what I cook for dinner is not quite what this blog is about, however I really had to share this one! I came across this dish on FatMumSlim, she really does crank out some goodies for not being a food blog! She posted it in relation to a post about cooking within a budget – in this case, $5. Well, I think I managed this one for under $5, since I had most of the ingredients already. I only had to buy 1, and it is something that I usually buy anyway when I do my groceries, but I actually used it last week when I made a lasagna to take along to the picnic. I have written down approximate measurements, adjust to suit your personal tastes and how many people you need to feed.

 

So… Roasted Cherry Tomato & Garlic Pasta!

 

So freaking good, man!

 

Ingredients:

Olive Oil

Balsamic Vinegar

Garlic, sliced (I used 3 large cloves)

1-2 punnets of Cherry Tomatoes (Sarah left a huge container of cherry tomatoes here when she made a salad to take to the picnic, so I probably used about 2 punnets worth… Sooo could have gone for 3 if I was feeding any more people!)

Ricotta Cheese (I used half a small tub, around 2/3 cup)

Pasta noodles – I used curly

Fresh Basil & Thyme (from my friends garden)

 

Method:

Preheat the oven to 170 c.

Peel and slice the garlic, slice a few of the cherry tomatoes in half. Throw the tomatoes and garlic into a roasting dish, and drizzle with olive oil and balsamic vinegar.

Roast in the oven for around 10-15 minutes, until the cherry tomatoes start to look squishy and collapsed.

While the tomatoes and garlic are roasting, boil the pasta and wash the herbs.

When the pasta is cooked and the tomatoes are roasted, drain the pasta and toss together with the ricotta and herbs.

Serve and smash!

 

You can see how easy and versatile this dish is, and is whipped up and on the table in around 15-20 minutes.

In fact, it’s so good, I think I might go eat some more right now!

 

A cutie-pie pic of K to send you off with:

 

Christmas Snaps

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Christmas Pretties

 

Well Christmas has come and gone again, leaving scraps of wrapping paper, metal twisty ties, and cookie crumbs everywhere. Rather than write a post, I’m just going to dump a whole heap of photos..

 

Oof in the ball-pit he got for his birthday

 

The kitchen during my 4-day baking blitz

Once again, I went mental with the christmas cookies, and left it all up to the last minute.

Christmassy 'Whatever Floats Your Boat' Brownies, with Cherries floating this articular boat

I also made Chocolate Brownies and handed them out with the cookies. I thought the decorations were a cute, random, last minute idea.

Dipping fresh cherries in milk chocolate... yummmmm

I made some Chocolate dipped cherries to decorate the Black Forest Trifle I was making.

 

Making Gingerbread Men

 

 

 

The Kitchen after baking about a billion different things

I think I did about 40 loads of dishes during the baking blitz.

The Gingerbread dough resting in the fridge overnight, it was too sticky to use straight away

 

Cutting out dozens of little men made of ginger

 

White Chocolate & Macadamia Shortbread Trees, dipped in more White Chocolate and decorated with cachous

 

K's X-Mas present from Jo

My friend Jo popped up for a visit on Christmas Eve.

I almost told her not to because I had so much to do, but then decided her daughter could help me decorate the baked goods.

The finished cookie jar gifts

Jo decorated the jars for me while I made dinner – Vege Sausages, Potato Bake, Peas and Corn, with lots of butter, salt, pepper, and bbq sauce!

 

The white-milk choc marble tart I made for Christmas Eve dessert

Since I actually had some ingredients left over, Tyrin (Jo’s daughter) helped me make this tart for dessert.

 

I don't know what I would have done without Jo!

Jo wrapped all my presents for me while I wigged out in the kitchen, trying to finish all my baking, cooking dinner, dessert, feeding the kids, bathing them, putting them to bed and cleaning the house. Without her help I probably would have still been up at 3am trying to wrap presents.

 

Finally, everything finished, and it's only 1am!!

Finally, the moment I had been waiting for…

 

The boys waking up to their stockings

 

M teaching K to drive

 

A small portion of the loot

After we finished opening presents, I had intended to make pancakes for the boys for breakfast, but (wouldn’t you know it), my stove top blew up or shorted or something… I had just finished making the batter, too! I tried ‘bush mechanic’ some pancakes by using the electric wok, but it sooooo did not work out. It was a good thing that Jo had given K a banana for his gift, because he ended up having that for breakfast, while M had cookies!

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By the time we got to Ferny, the pizza production was well underway, the house was covered in rubbish, and everyone was in a good mood.

 

Waiting for yummy pizza

 

Paul the Pizza Man (close relly of Con the Fruiterer)

Paul cooked some fabulous pizza’s, with lovely, fluffy bases. Special shout out to Mark for rolling the bases out using a jar of Capers, since no-one seemed to realise that the rolling pin was missing, until the critical moment.

P & Boy

P just made good friends with the silver chicken.

And to finish it all off, Black Forest Trifle for dessert..

 

I was a little nervous about making the trifle, since I have never made black forest trifle, and I was not really following a recipe, but made it up. It turned out really nicely though, and made a huge bowl. We finished off on Boxing Day. And don’t worry, recipes will come, I promise!

 

So how was your Christmas? What did you eat?

 

 

Birthdays, Beaches, Boardgames, and Bikes

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Well it’s been a few weeks since the last update, and there has been a heap on to report about. Unfortunately though, my camera battery has stopped charging, so I have been unable to take any pictures to show, which has played a fair part in my not bothering to post.

M’s class had a Christmas party to celebrate the end of the year, and we made some gingerbread men and heated up some cheese and spinach triangles to send in. He came home very happy and excited about the party food and activities they did. And because I’m a selfish mummy I can’t remember any of them and couldn’t be bothered asking M because that means he will stop doing whatever has him so entertained and quiet, and will come and bother me instead. Unfortunately, the camera won’t work, so no pictures of the gingerbread men.

M is on school holidays now, and by 1.13 on Saturday, around lunchtime, I was already ready to strangle him. Can you say ‘Attitude’? The 2 boys who live near us and play with M every day, both went away on holidays with their families for Christmas, so M is going to be driving me crazy for the next 3 weeks, when one of them gets back. Lucky boy, he has gone to Fiji with his family. I was hoping maybe they would take M too, haha.

The other day the 3 of us went over to D’s house to play Cranium with Tanah, D’s son. He is M’s age and in the same school and grade so they play together a lot. We also made some gingerbread men for D and her kids, and wrote their names on them as well as decorated them with buttons and socks and smiley faces and hair. After we played, Tanah had a Muay Thai class to go to, and D offered to take M along and have a tester lesson. Within the hour there were photos of the boys doing sit ups, push-ups, kicks, blocks and more, on Facebook. M had a great time and wants to join the gym now, but at $15 a lesson or $100 a month for a membership, I think it’s a bit steep for me. I will re-assess after New Year though.

Like most other families, we put our tree up on December 1st. We bought a new tree, a little bigger than our last one. For some reason, the last tree we had was a white one, 1.2 meters high, and I hated it. We decided to replace it this year with a regular green one, and are very happy with it. It’ is now dripping in baubles which have come from mum’s collection, almost more than the tree can handle. Sadly though, I can’t find my little angel ornaments, which I thought she had.  Again, the stupid camera won’t work so no pictures. L

Yesterday was a special day for us, as K turned 1!! We had a nice, low-key day planned out, depending on certain mini-people and their moods. The weather lately has been far from summery, with the last week raining solidly. The last few days have started to clear slightly, with warmish, cloudy mornings and rainy afternoons. We got up early in the morning and let K play with the balloons I had blown up the night before, and left in the lounge room for him to discover, while I did a quick 1-2 on the house. We got our beach gear together and headed to the creek, hoping we would manage a few hours before the weather turned on us. Stupid camera wouldn’t work, so no pictures. L

We splashed about in the warm water for a few hours, even though it was very overcast, and menacing grey clouds were moving closer and closer. A few days ago we met up with D at a new spot along the creek we hadn’t been before. There is a little shop right on the water, hidden from the road. There are a few tables and chairs, built all crazy, into the trees which overhang the water. There are 3 swings tied into the trees where the kids can launch themselves into the water, and the shop sells everything from hot chips, pies and coffee, to sunscreen, bread and sunnies. They also hire out paddleboards and kayaks. Maybe one day…. Hmmm… We decided to go back to that spot again, and M had a few swings, while K enjoyed floating about in the new floatie he got for his birthday, and watching his brother from the water. We were just about to order some chips for lunch when the first heavy drops started plopping down on us and in the water, so instead we gathered our gear up and quickly headed home. Stooooooopid camera. No pictures. L

When we got home K was fast asleep, mouth open and snoring, so I popped him down for his nap, M disappeared with his 2 friends, and I got started making K’s birthday cake. I found a fairly decent, easy chocolate cake recipe, and while that was in the oven I made a chocolate ganache. I was unsure if I wanted to do a chocolate cake with chocolate icing or a plain butter cake with buttercream frosting, but in the end I decided since it was his birthday, I may as well make something really nice. The ganache sat on the kitchen bench cooling and setting, next to the cake that was cooling down, when K woke up. I got him and M a little lunch and then got them both cleaned up and we went to the Pines to get them a Santa photo. I have never taken them to get one before, and this year I thought I might make it a little tradition on K’s birthday. M hated Santa when I took him as a toddler. He was more interested in standing and sussing out Santa from a distance. Sta-hooopid camera. L

After we got back from the photo (which might I add, I was sort of disappointed in, but I guess for the price of a Santa photo you can’t really expect them to sit there and take 50 pictures, waiting for the silly birthday boy to smile or even look at the camera), I iced the cake and decorated the top with sliced strawberries and some sprinkles shaped like love hearts, and plopped a big 1 candle in the middle (stupid dumb camera!! L). I had bought party hats for us to wear but I actually forgot to pull them out; silly me. We sang Happy Birthday, and enjoyed a slice of cake, watching K spread it all over his face, hair, in his eyes, in his ears, and all over his shirt (cameraaaaa! L).

After K’s first hit of sugar, M disappeared with his friends again while I tried to keep the sugared up, rowdy, newly crawling monster baby under control. Unfortunately the rain had set in so no outside play, instead we played with his new ball pit, and romped about in the balloons. He was being such a spaz, laughing randomly at his foot, then throwing all the balls from the pit all over the house, then just making heaps and heaps of noise. We finished off the day with his favorite dinner of pesto pasta, and then a biiiiig, loooong bath to clean all the sand, chocolate and basil out of his cracks and holes. After I finally got K then M to bed, I set up camp on the lounge with the rest of the cake (hahahahaha, it’s good to be big and growned up), the remote, and a glass of milk, and didn’t move until I rolled my ass into bed.

It was a really nice day though, weather and all, and I also enjoyed the chance to finally wear the new swimsuit I bought myself, the first new swimsuit I have gotten in 4 years. Quite exciting! I bought them last week and naturally it rained for a week solid after I did. I am also forcing myself to wear the bikinis without any board shorts or a tee to hide in (thank god the camera doesn’t work hahaha), thinking that this may subliminally encourage me to continue with the healthy eating/exercising I am trying to make part of my routine. Not that I don’t eat healthy most of the time, it’s just that this time of year is very hard, with 6 packs of fruity mince pies on sale at Coles for $1.30, until the end of Christmas. So cheap and so yummy warmed up with a little ice cream or cream. Plus all the other yummy bits and pieces that come with Christmas. But in an act of good faith, I have finally moved my exercise bike from the garage into the lounge room, which I find very encouraging and useful. I end up using it much more regularly when I get the boys to bed, if it’s sitting right there. I can ride for 20-30 mins and watch TV, and for some reason this boosts me to get on it to start with.

Sooooo what else has been happening… finally finished my Christmas shopping, and was feeling very pleased that I wouldn’t have to brave the madhouse that is the week before Christmas at any mall across the western hemisphere, when the camera decided to shit itself. Now I need to get to the Sony Center before Boxing Day, to see if they will repair it, if it’s still under warranty. I bought it on Boxing Day last year, so I’m hoping it should be ok. If I get my ass in gear and get to Robina.

This Friday there is a free movie playing along the beachfront, I was thinking of taking the boys but I don’t think K will enjoy it too much, plus there have been heaps of mozzies out after the rain and they really really love his fresh, young, 52 week old blood. They smash him. He gets really bad bites too, they go all hard and red and welt up, and we have had some issues with them over the last few weeks. Plus the weather might not be very friendly towards a movie under the stars night. We’ll see… PLUS the movie is High School Musical (which M actually loves). Sounding less and less likely.

Anyway that’s about it for now; I have a whiney baby trying to climb up my legs. I will hopefully have a working camera and lots of pictures for my next installment.

 

Bleeugggggggggggggghhhhhhhh

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We are all sick!! And it’s all P’s fault!!

A few nights ago, K woke up throwing up in his bed. He was sick for the rest of the night, and the next day he had the runs. Not very nice. That day I was busy scrubbing blankets and sheets and airing out the room, and caring for a sick baby… Even though my tummy was feeling a little funky, too..

Then that night as I lay in bed, I couldn’t sleep, and finally thought to myself ‘Stuff it, I’m going to throw up’ and spent the next half hour bent over the toilet bowl.

The next morning K was still unwell and I was definitely unwell, but I bundled M off to school, got home, and set up camp on the couch. When M got home from school, he sat down on the couch and said ‘I don’t feel well.’ About 2 mins later he sat up suddenly and said ‘Whats the cure to not spew up?’ and promptly spewed all over the carpet. I said ‘Run to the bathroom!!’ which he did, spewing all the way. He got to the bathroom and decorated the walls, the door, and all over the toilet. Charming. After I made him take a bath he got in bed and fell asleep.

I made a pot of Miso soup in case anyone felt like eating, but none of us really did.

In the middle of the night I heard M calling out to me ‘MUM!’ I jumped up and ran out to see him and sure enough he was power chucking all through his bed. I got him up out of bed, changed his jammies, got him a glass of water and put him to bed in the spare room, while I stripped his bed, threw everything in the washer, then rushed to K who was by then wondering what all the bloody commotion was about.

So today M is camped out on the lounge in his jammies, K has eaten something finally, and I am madly trying to wash every soft furnishing in the house since nearly everything is covered in spew, all while attending to 2 whingy, sick kids. At least I am feeling a bit better today. I might even eat something.

Oh, and I got a new car, which I will pick up next week. Unfortunately the sickness has put a bit of a dampener on the excitement. Pics to come.

The point of my story?

IT’S ALL P’S FAULT!! At least she had blue frog cake.

Push The Little Daisies and Make Them Come Up!

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Today we sat in the backyard, warming up in the sun. K had some nappy-free time. While he was trying to eat leaves, I taught M how to make daisy chains. He very quickly bored of that and asked to go play with some of the other kids that live nearby. While he was away I took some pics of K wearing his crown of daisies. Aren’t they funny?!

 

 

 

 

 

 

The little man in my head

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So here’s the deal. It’s M’s birthday in just over 1 week, and this year I bought him a new bike (how stupid is this – they don’t even sell bikes in 1 piece – I have to assemble the damn thing!! Like, whatever! Do I look like a bike assembly person to you? No? Didn’t think so.), and just a few smaller presents. And since his birthday falls on a school day, I’m going to send a bunch of cupcakes to school with him to share with his classmates.

Since I figured I would like to have our own family cakey moment at home after school, I figured that a simple old box mix would do for the school cupcakes.

And then the little man in my head started up his shite.

Like ‘Just a box mix? OK. Just white frosting? Thats boring. No toppers? Huh. Interesting. Sprinkles? Riiiiiiiiiight.’

So I started trawling through a few foodie blogs I know that concentrate on cupcakes and cakes. Just for a bit more punishment. Y’know. Anyway so there is this one lady whose blog is just total food porn, her cupcakes are like little teeny tiny masterpieces. It actually borders on the insane. Like, who the hell puts that much effort into their food n stuff, why not just eat the damn thing? Just dip it in the bowl of frosting already, shovel in a spoonful of the cream filling after, and mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh take that!. You know you wanna.

Well. She puts that much effort in. Not that I’m knockin it or anything. like I said. Mini masterpieces.

I digress.

I came across these Cookies n Cream cupcakes, and they look relatively easy. Ish. So I’m thinking I’m going to ignore her recipe for the cupcakes (since I have the trusty old box babies), and use her recipe for the frosting, and some other elements. I’m not bothering with the cream filling. They’re just school kids.

So the idea, in a nutshell, is to use one oreo cookie in the bottom of each patty case, spoon batter over the top, and bake.

Then crush up a whole heap of oreos and fold it into the frosting.

After frosting, I’m gonna top them with a mini oreo.

The Mona Lisa... Of Cupcakes.

The cream filling that I'm not gonna bother with...

So the plan is that by posting this into the all seeing eye of the internetz, I will no longer be allowewd to possibly dice the idea. Now that I have said I’m gonna do it, I have to do it.

So there ya have it. Heads up. Coming soon to a screen near you: either a triumphant rub it in ya face hells yeah I did it bitches post about how great my cupcakes were and how all the other kiddies are jealous and want to be M’s best friend now and how all the other mothers either look up to me with pure admiration while deep inside are so so jealous and possibly even hate me.

Or the post that says I failed they sucked I burnt them the shop ran out of oreos my cupcake cases broke the baby wouldn’t stop crying and I got exactly 6 made and are still uniced and I have run out of time i broke my hand trying to build a stupid bike or I plain didn’t do it. So Kill Me.   

The full recipe and instructions for these mini masterpieces, and indeed many many more masterpieces can be found at  http://confessionsofacookbookqueen.com/ Go forth and conquer my pretties. And if you do conquer you must. I repeat must. Send me some that I can send to school with M.  Cos I am fairly well wiggin out about this!! And the bike.

Wish me luck……………………………………………

Stay-Cay over school holidays

Standard

Well the last few weeks have been a bit full on. Lots happening. Over the last 7 days, my mother (who is visiting from overseas) has been staying at a beachfront resort about 15 km’s from my house. While she was there, my younger sister and one of my older sister’s travelled from various parts of the country with their children, so we have had a mini reunion of sorts. Kiddie tantrums, grown up tantrums, spilled food, baby brawls, and chlorine-burnt eyes galore. Fun, fun.

We passed the days playing pictionary (well, we tried. SOME of us find the all-play too ‘tiring’.), building sand castles, whale and dolphin spotting, chasing bunnies, enjoying the sun, and Wii tournaments.  

The Wiggsta

 

The Wiggsta and his Mumma, my lil sis

 

Wiggy enjoying his after-lunch pre-dinner snack

 

K enjoying a mouthful of sand

 

Me, K and a beautiful Kingscliff sunset

 

K and his nanna hat

 

Boy and his mumma, my big sis

 

Boy