breakfast

Dustin is a breakfast person.  Must have it.  Must have variety.  And 90% of the time, it needs to be something hot.  Steel cut oats, farina, eggs, regular oats, muffins, pancakes, crepes, waffles...if it relates to breakfast, our house is willing to try it.  Even fried cornmeal mush - which I am not a big fan of - shows up every so often.  I made polenta + maple syrup + mascarpone + toasted pecans a few weeks ago.  It was good, not a favorite, and very creamy.  Did you know polenta = grits?  We had no idea.

We eat breakfast for dinner at least once a week, and as a result, Paige cannot for the life of her figure out what meal she should request throughout the day:

6:45a - 'Mama, can you make me some dinner?'
11a - 'I'm so hungry.  Can we have some breakfast?'
3p - 'Is it time for snack?'
5:30p - 'Is it time for breakfast? Can you make breakfast now?!'
(we obviously put little emphasis on lunch...)

Last week I bruléed some oatmeal (spread a thin layer of brown sugar on the oatmeal and slid it under the broiler until it was bubbling - made for a YUMMY crunch on top)...that was fun.  Try it.  As long as you don't burn it or catch it on fire, you'll like it.

And when did my kids start eating more oatmeal than me?

30 inches wide

We have a super skinny hallway that runs the length of the house, living spaces in the front, bedrooms in back.  I'm used to it now, of course, and when I was last upstairs at my childhood home, the hallway seemed positively ginormous.  Even Dustin looked at me and said with a laugh, 'Dude, we could live in this hallway."  Ours is 30 inches wide.  Apparently just wide enough to set up a Little People town.

does this happen to anyone else?

You vacuum the couch and your rug (after your peeps get into the glitter from the craft you took to MOPS).  It looks surprisingly...clean.

 But then you move the couch to toss down your yoga mat and BAM.  It was all an illusion.  There were enough toys under there to entertain a child for hours.  Even Baby A somehow contributed to the mess with his bib.  It's some sort of conspiracy.

blooming beauty

Our lilacs are out.  A little earlier this year, and so very lovely.  We took some inside, for the kitchen counter.  Guess it's time to get the garden in...

skuutling along

Little Girl scored her birthday present a few weeks early this year.  Dustin picked up a Skuut for her and it's a great little ride.  She and Seth (naturally) are thoroughly enjoying the new wheels.

And she's proud.  So, so proud.

I just need to rig up some pink streamers on her handlebars, and it will be her birthday dream come true.  Sweet childhood.