This post is dedicated to our older daughter, otherwise known as the smoothie Queen. Every single day, she would pull out our food processor and make – rather try to make – a fruit smoothie after school. It wasn’t bad at first but then it got old really fast, as lot of the smoothies she likes to drink and attempts at home made Frappuccino’s, ended in spectacular disaster. The food processor was just not cutting it, no pun intended. So…
Our oldest “baby” is now 10. Ten. I don’t know how this happened but it did and I am in complete denial. If there’s one thing I remember about the early…
I joke on Twitter a lot that I’ve reached the age where I get more excited about practical gifts and gift cards for groceries than I do about getting flowers and…
Ask my husband the one chore that I avoid like the plague and he will say vacuuming. I *hate* vacuuming. I will sooner clean a bathroom than vacuum. I don’t know…