Today, I had a craving for healthy, hearty, delicious pancakes. So I tweaked our favorite pancake recipe and made the best pancakes I've ever eaten. (except for Pancake Pantry's sweet potato pancakes, those are shipped straight from heaven)
And I made cinnamon syrup, an excellent compliment.
In case you're interested, here's the recipe:
Mix in a bowl: 2 cups whole wheat flour, 1 tsp. salt, 1 Tbls. baking powder, 6 Tbls. dry milk, 1/4 cup ground flax seed.
Blend in blender: 2 cups water, 1 cup rolled oats, 1/2 cup old brown banana, 3 egg yolks, 3 Tbls. oil, 1 Tbls. brown sugar, 1 tsp. vanilla
Add blender contents to flour mix.
Beat 3 eggs whites till stiff, add to batter. Cook on griddle.
Top with cinnamon syrup.
Combine in saucepan: 1/2 cup sugar, 1/4 cup water, 1/4 cup dark corn syrup, 1/4 tsp. cinnamon. Boil 2 minutes. Then add 2 Tbls. cream.
I think it would be even better with 1/2 cup walnuts thrown in the blender, but Paul for some reason doesn't like nuts in his pancakes.
They really were amazing. Paul agreed they were the best pancakes he's put in his mouth.
September 17, 2009
September 9, 2009
revelation
I just had a conversation that very clearly revealed how and about what my children and I converse. Note: 10 minutes prior to this I thought fire would come out of my eyes and consume the children.
Alisha: What do you think is harder: being a kid or a mom?
Axel: A mom.
Alisha: Why do you think that?
Axel: Because moms have to clean constantly and that's all you ever get to do.
Alisha: What do you think is harder: being a kid or a mom?
Axel: A mom.
Alisha: Why do you think that?
Axel: Because moms have to clean constantly and that's all you ever get to do.
September 5, 2009
Frisbee Golf
Today we went frisbee golfing. It was Lucy's and my first time. We had a blast. Maggie enjoyed pulling up roots and finding worms more than the actual frisbee.
I am rusty in my frisbee throwing skills, but thankfully Axel was only a little better than me. To console myself, I made a traditional headress for frisbee women.
After 9 holes we went to the park. Lucy is a great walker now and can take advantage of all the thrilling playground jumpy bridges.
She likes to hang out at the bottom of the slide.
Look at those eyebrows. Those are Reynolds eyebrows! I wouldn'tve believed a girl could look feminine with those eyebrows. Oh the tweezing may come earlier for her than for the others.
And my latest and greatest beautification project:
I am rusty in my frisbee throwing skills, but thankfully Axel was only a little better than me. To console myself, I made a traditional headress for frisbee women.
After 9 holes we went to the park. Lucy is a great walker now and can take advantage of all the thrilling playground jumpy bridges.
She likes to hang out at the bottom of the slide.
Look at those eyebrows. Those are Reynolds eyebrows! I wouldn'tve believed a girl could look feminine with those eyebrows. Oh the tweezing may come earlier for her than for the others.
And my latest and greatest beautification project:
BEFORE
AFTER
Oh, the priming and the measuring. I had an epiphany while making these shelves: I never feel sexier than when I'm using my table saw. However, I don't look that sexy with the red ring on my face that the goggles leave behind.
For the first time I'm displaying my beloved matrioshka dolls from Ukraine, and a cool photo of Paul on his mission, plus Tagolog BOM. Most of our paperbacks we've read and don't look through often, so I decided to do what I've seen in Pottery Barn and put them in with pages out instead of spine out. And if you could only smell the heavenly hazelnut oil diffusing in the air.
And because beautifying the house is really enjoyed by me and Paul could pretty much care less, I thought I'd add something to make him happy about the shelves too.
Bottomless licorice.
And I painted my living room.
Next up... chairs.
Oh, the priming and the measuring. I had an epiphany while making these shelves: I never feel sexier than when I'm using my table saw. However, I don't look that sexy with the red ring on my face that the goggles leave behind.
For the first time I'm displaying my beloved matrioshka dolls from Ukraine, and a cool photo of Paul on his mission, plus Tagolog BOM. Most of our paperbacks we've read and don't look through often, so I decided to do what I've seen in Pottery Barn and put them in with pages out instead of spine out. And if you could only smell the heavenly hazelnut oil diffusing in the air.
And because beautifying the house is really enjoyed by me and Paul could pretty much care less, I thought I'd add something to make him happy about the shelves too.
Bottomless licorice.
And I painted my living room.
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