One of my favorite memories of my Grandma Arlene is her baking. Everytime she'd come to our house, we bake caramel rolls or cookies together. It is a memory I hold near to my heart and perhaps a reason why I love baking, cooking with my girls so much. My girls are making the same lovely memory with their Grammy too. My Mom bakes something nearly everytime she visits my nieces and nephews. This time Claire, Mya and Ava jumped in on the action to help her whip up some yummy Monster Cookie Bars. Yummo!
So, we are still roughing it in our amazingly, wonderfully fabulous, new house. That means, air mattresses in our living room. Fun. The girls love it, Chris and I not so much ;) Anyway, the close proximity means Chris and I get to eavesdrop on some very tender moments. They seriously bring tears to my eyes. How did we get so lucky to have them as our children??? Here's one example. Claire--"Mya, can we snuggle?" Mya--"sure." Claire--"don't let go." Mya--"No, I'll just wait until you are sleeping." Claire--"No, you wait until the middle of the night." Mya--"Okay, I'll wait until the middle of the night." Then we hear lips smacking. So cute. I won't share the meltdown that occured moments before this sweetness ;) Life isn't always rosey, now is it? Ha! In other news..we get internet today and our furniture/things tomorrow! That means 1 more night of "roughing it!" Yippee!
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J