How can they go
from toddler-baby
to itty bitty girl
in a couple of snips
from the hair cutting scissors?
Slow down little dolly.
I’m not ready yet.

food, crochet, merriment
If you love gooey, chocolatey campfire s’mores–well, now you can have them right in your own cool little kitchen–without having to set anything on fire. Big plus.
Ingredients:
1 box Golden Grahams Cereal–the big one
2- 10 oz. marshmallows
1 cube butter
1/2 tsp. vanilla
1-1/2 cups chocolate chips
Directions:
Grease a 9 x 13 pan and sprinkle 1/2 cup of chocolate chips on the bottom. Melt butter and marshmallows just like you would do for Rice Krispie Treats–in a saucepan over medium heat. When marshmallows are completely melted, add vanilla and stir. Empty cereal into large bowl and pour marshmallows over and mix well.
Spread into pan on top of chocolate chips. Sprinkle remainder of chocolate chips over the top. Let sit for about 10 minutes or so before cutting into squares. Then…
…watch out for baby sharks.
Have you seen the movie, “Fairy Tale?”
In it, two little girls discover a raft of fairies down by the river. They build them a tiny house and appease them with fairy cake–a favorite of fairies. Eventually the girls even take photographs of flitting fairies–baffling the whole world.
The movie also mentions that mushrooms and toadstools are magical fairy things. If it’s true–we have a busload of fairy dust floating around our place these days.

With four days of straight rain–toadstools and mushrooms are popping up everywhere–some in the middle of the yard all alone…

…most of them in little clusters.
The bald kid mows them down, and the next day…
They pop right back up—sometimes the size of dinner plates.

These brave souls have even formed themselves into a fairy ring. In case you didn’t know, a fairy ring is “the phenomena resulting from the dancing footsteps of fairies; a hallowed place to magical folk.”
Very cool.
Apparently you can get into big trouble for messing with or mowing down a fairy ring–like being stolen away into the fairy kingdom, never to return–that sort of thing. I told the bald kid to mow around it, you know, just in case. I figured he’d feel pretty bad if they swiped him away to live with the sprites forever. He’s a big guy—Heaven only knows what they’d feed him.
He wasn’t afraid.
He said, “Bring it.”

This generation and their total disregard for things that really matter.
Sheesh.
I believe I shall run and make some cake.
…and everything that it means to you.
I have a lovely, sweet daughter that sees this day just a tiny bit differently—after many years of being raised by a single-mom.
She’s just a cute little reminder to me that whether you are—climbing mountains or sliding down them, realizing reasons to rejoice or to mourn, lying in the warm sunshine or splashing in the rain—this life is what you make it–every step of the way.
We are determined to make it good.
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery while on a detour. ~Author Unknown