It’s the first of the month! Here’s our day in pictures.
Violet woke up at her usual time (aka “the crack of dawn”). Sunday is normally my morning to sleep in, but Rob was working and had left already (aka “before the crack of dawn”) so I got the pleasure of watching this little lady consume her favorite breakfast, half a container of blueberries.
Violet likes to take her time with the blueberries in the morning, so while she was eating I made myself a cup of tea and put my feet up to relax. Tea time is definitely one of my very favorite times (closely tied with happy hour which unfortunately doesn’t seem to happen nearly as often as tea time).
After finishing cooking we realized we had neither butter nor syrup. I didn’t feel like carting three kids to the corner store, so we did this instead.
After breakfast the older kids had a friend over while the little lady rode around the house on her moving, singing, light up zebra (aka the exact kind of toy the me without kids banned from our house a few years ago).
We were planning to attend a super bowl party in the afternoon, so I decided to attempt my friend Meaghan‘s recipe for Oreo Truffles. I was a little nervous because, well, I’m not exactly Chef Boyardee.
But they came out pretty well. (Disclosure: I burned the chocolate the first time. Apparently melting chocolate is a slow and steady wins the race deal rather than a high heat-first one to the finish line type of thing…) Either way I’m pretty sure I’m a pro now. And these bad boys were so delicious and easy that I might just have to make them my signature dessert.
In the evening we headed over to a friends to watch the super bowl. We were a little torn over who to root for. Mostly because we’re not exactly die hard football fans. As my son said about the super bowl a few years ago, “We’re rooting for the Yankees, right mom?” I think that pretty accurately sums up our family’s dedication to football. After some deliberation, we decided to root for the Seahawks as my brother and several cousins live in Seattle, plus we recently visited. When it came to party time, the kids decided playing football with each other was a little more entertaining then watching it. I can’t say I blame them. I was mostly interested in the commercials and halftime show myself.