Mini Vans and Chocolate-Peanut Butter Bars

Hello, my name is Meghan and I drive a mini van.

Wow. Getting that off my chest feels a lot better. Are we still friends? I hope. Because driving a mini van and spending a lot of my recent time washing baby clothes has made me feel like I need to do other Mom stuff, like, you know, bake.

Momma left me a couple of magazines she bought for her flight down here, and when I was going through my overwhelming stack of periodicals I found a what I thought looked like a pretty tasty recipe in a Health magazine she left.

DIY Baby Mobiles

All three baby mobiles are finally finished!

When the husband said he wanted the babies to have mobiles I thought it was a pretty sweet idea he was getting into the whole registry thing. And then I saw how much mobiles cost.

Maybe you have kids and you'll say a $60 musical mobile is worth it, but I just can't buy into that philosophy at the moment. I can't imagine spending that amount of money on a mobile let alone registering for three of them and expecting someone else to buy them for our babies.

So I turned to Google.

Stuffed French Toast

Lazy weekend mornings when the husband's golfing are for sleeping in with brown dogs. They're for watching bad television the husband would never watch with you and downloading photos you've been letting sit on your camera for far too long.


Mornings like these are for making yourself a good breakfast and topping it with your uncle's homemade maple syrup so when you sit very still in your recliner with you feet up, you can feel the tiny humans in your belly go crazy.