The weekend came. And the weekend went. In the blink of an eye, it seems. Oh well, hello Monday. So we meet again.
You may recall that, awhile ago, I took my camera around the house one night and took a photo of what everyone was doing to give you a real-live glimpse into life in my house (see here). Well, last night, I decided to do it again. So, here you go – 8:15 pm up in my crib.
I was baking cupcakes in the kitchen. My son’s birthday is on Tuesday and he has 27 (good golly!) kids in his class. Which means baking and frosting 27 cupcakes. The idea of doing all of that on a Monday night after work, in addition to wrapping up all of the boy’s presents, caused warning bells and visions of 2:30 am to dance in my head. So, I decided to get a jumpstart on the process and bake up the cakes last night. Leaving time for frosting and present wrapping tonight.
(By the way, while I was baking cupcakes, I was also cleaning up from dinner. We made this Creamy Tuscan Pasta Sauce that I got from Mel’s Kitchen Cafe (see here) last night and it was divine, so give it a shot. It really is only a 20 minute recipe, although I dirtied up quite a few pots, bowls, colanders, etc. while making it so it did take quite a bit of time to clean up.)
The kids were coloring/word seeking in the kitchen with me. In their jammies. They’d just finished their bath and had a little time to kill before bed. Batman rocks a word seek, in case you were wondering. The other one just likes to scribble a few things on a page in one of her coloring books and then move on to the next page. While she half-dangles out of her chair. And reports to me about every three seconds about what she is coloring now and what color she is coloring it. Mom, I’m coloring the butterfly’s wing purple. It’s going to be so beautiful!…Mom, the cloud is going to be red because it is the silliest cloud ever… Mom, the flower is yellow. Yellow is sometimes my favorite color. Except that it’s not because my favorite color is pink and purple sometimes too. But not yellow.
My husband was doing something in the office/piano room that involved a piano, an iPad, a pencil, and a score. I’m not sure. I didn’t ask. But it looked serious.
The dog was stretched out and relaxing on the floor. Always. Except when he’s not.
I found both of the cats asleep in the living room. I was able to snap this photo of Tuck, lounging away on one of the chairs. I wasn’t able to grab a shot of Nip because, at this point, my daughter was following me around wondering what I was doing. When she saw me taking a photo of Tuck, she asked me if I was also going to take a picture of Nip and, as she asked (shrieked) this, she promptly flung her entire body at Nip (who was sleeping on the couch) and this sent Nip (who doesn’t like being anywhere in the general vicinity of my daughter – because she frequently shrieks and flings) sprinting out of the room for his dear life.
Not anymore, apparently. Thank you, my dear. Now please go back to your coloring.