For the Record, Donut’s Birthday is Cancelled…

February 6, 2017 at 12:39 am | Posted in Birthdays, Caityisms, Family Ties, My Kid is a Donut, Sisters, Toeses and Noses | Leave a comment
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Happy Birthday my darling Donut.  Today my littlest-little-one is 10.  Where’d the time go?  I officially have no more kidlets left with single digit ages.

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I’ve been attempting to write this post for about a week or so.  I’ve had a million thoughts go through my head, but nothing seemed fitting.  I don’t know that I have the words to tell you what I want to say about you on your big Birthday.

You know already that I love you … I tell you that many times a day.  You know already that I’m proud of you and your accomplishments and you know how beautiful you are – because those things too, I tell you every day.  You’re funny, you’re smart, you’re sweet and you’re kind.  You’re a big goof-ball.  You seem to be surprised when you do something well – but I’m not.  I know what you can accomplish when you put your mind to it.

I hope you have a wonderful 10th Birthday and that all of your dreams come true.

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Love, Mama xoxo

…And a Pinch to Grow an Inch!

February 6, 2016 at 7:38 am | Posted in Birthdays, Caityisms, Family Ties, My Kid is a Donut | Leave a comment
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It’s amazing how quickly time goes by.  Today is my littlest little-one’s 9th Birthday and it’s the last one of the single digits.  A lot happened this past year and she was always there with a hug and a smile for me.

You’ve become a remarkable young lady my Donut and I couldn’t be more proud of you.  I love you and hope you have a great Birthday full of monkeys, sprinkles and glitter… just not all at the same time 😉 💕

Happy Birthday, love Mama

What to Do When Dad Goes Out With the Boys? Girls Night In, Making Cookies!

November 28, 2015 at 8:08 pm | Posted in Christmas, Daddy-O, Family Ties, Food, Movies, My Kid is a Donut, Recipes, Sisters, Toeses and Noses | Leave a comment
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Toblerone Shortbread Cookies to be exact…

Alex is off for his usual boys weekend involving much drinking, debauchery and Football, so I decided to make cookies with the girls and watch a Christmas movie (Santa Claus is Coming to Town) while drinking Hot Chocolate.  I dunno, but that sounds like a pretty good night to me …

Back to the cookies … I had a copy of my Mom’s Shortbread recipe around the house somewhere.  I found it after we moved my Mom from her Apartment to her Long-Term Facility this Summer.  I was so happy that I finally found a copy of the most incredible Christmas Shortbread that I had been searching for, forever.  Somehow, between then and now, I’ve misplaced the recipe and it made me very sad – sad to the point of tears, over a stupid recipe.

Last weekend I decided to try the Robin Hood Flour “Melt in Your Mouth” version because the ingredients, from what I could remember, were similar.  Damn they were good.  I cut up pieces of Dairy Milk with Crunchy (available at Walmart in the British Food aisle) and put them in the mix.  The cookies lasted until Tuesday. Except for the chocolate, they were my Mom’s recipe.  Mom used to shape the cookies into crecent moon shapes and  after they were baked, she dipped half in melted chocolate.  Mom also sometimes added finely ground almonds to the dough.

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Ingredients:

2 cups (500 ml) Unsalted Butter

1 scant cup Sugar

3 1/4 cups flour

1/2 cup Cornstarch

4 oz chopped Chocolate (if using) or more

“Preheat oven to 300°F (150°C). Line baking sheets with parchment paper.

Take your butter out of the refrigerator about an hour before baking so it will be nice and soft. This will make it easier for the sugar to mix in with the butter or shortening.

Cream butter in a large bowl with an electric mixer on medium-high speed until very light in texture, about 5 minutes.

Creaming butter with sugar adds air to the batter, increasing volume to help better mix the flour into the butter mixture.

Add sugar and continue beating until sugar is completely combined, about 2 to 3 minutes.

Combine flour and cornstarch in a separate large bowl. Add to butter mixture and mix with an electric mixer on low speed until just combined.

Flour straight from the bag may be compacted. To loosen it, scoop it out of the bag with another container or spoon before pouring it into your measuring cup. This will help you get a more accurate measurement. Level it off with a knife to make sure you have just the right amount.”

Chop one and a half of the regular sized Toblerone Bars into smallish pieces and mix them into the dough.

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“Place ball of dough by heaping  tbsp (15 mL) on prepared baking sheets 2” (5 cm) apart.  Press down with a fork.

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Place your cookies about 2” (5cm) apart to allow for spreading

Bake in preheated oven 20 to 25 minutes or until bottoms are lightly golden.  Remove cookies from baking sheet and cool on wire racks.”

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Should be a good night 🙂

We might save some for Daddy when he gets home … maybe …

Last year we made a batch for the girls to take to their School’s Christmas party.   They didn’t contain either of the chocolate types because of potential allergies. After baking, the girls frosted them.  They were a big hit.

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Who Said You Could Grow Up…?

February 6, 2015 at 4:00 am | Posted in All Things George, Birthdays, Caityisms, Family Ties, My Kid is a Donut, Sisters | Leave a comment
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Happy 8th Birthday, Donut 🙂 Today is the day that you can officially give up your car booster seat.  Today is the day that there will no longer be little Goat feet kicking the back of Daddy’s seat when we go for a ride somewhere.  Today is the day that Momma cancels each year so that you will stay my littlest-little one, for a bit longer anyway.

You’re growing in leaps and bounds and you’re in such a hurry to grow up so you can be a big girl like your Sister, Lexy.

Always my girl, you’ve told me time and again that you’re never moving out.

I should have much more to write about you, to you, I want to tell you how proud I am of you.  I want you to know that I think you are so beautiful and intelligent.  I want you to know how funny and kind you are.  I need you to know most of all that you are loved, without a doubt.

I hope your Birthday wishes and dreams all come true and somehow you can stay my little one for a while longer.  Happy Birthday Caity 🙂 Love Momma.

 

#GameNight Was a Blast

November 13, 2014 at 10:48 am | Posted in All Things Doodle, Caityisms, Contests, Family Ties, My Kid is a Donut, Product Testing, Sisters, Toeses and Noses | Leave a comment
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Lexy loved collecting the Monopoly Money - a capitalist at heart.

Lexy loved collecting the Monopoly Money – a capitalist at heart.

We recently received a copy of #MonopolyJunior from @Influenster free for review. I’m so glad we did because it was our first #GameNight in a while and the girls absolutely loved it.

Caity getting the game pieces ready

Caity getting the game pieces ready

After opening the box, the girls made quick work of setting the game up.  They were a great help, putting the board pieces in nice piles and helping to distribute the money and game Tokens.

Alex was the Banker and Caity, being the youngest, was the one who rolled first.  You should have heard the giggles of glee when Caity landed on a spot and was able to buy it.  That wasn’t as gigglesome though as when one of us landed on her property and had to pay her rent.  The little Slum Lord kept saying “oh yeah, more money, oh yeah…”.  She’s pretty silly 🙂

It was a good evening filled with laughter and the girls managed to get us to play a few games with them.  It was very easy for them to learn how to play.  The next day they played another few games on their own and after dinner their Dad and I joined them for a couple of matches.  Every day after school, when I pick them up from daycare, they make plans to play yet another game lol.

Caity taking a "Chance"

Caity taking a “Chance”

@Hasbro has done it again.  #MonopolyJR is sure to become a classic in our house and we will no doubt have many cherished memories of the girls.  I’m pretty sure I know what they plan on putting on their Christmas List to #Santa – more Hasbro games! Even the Cat tried to get in on the game a couple of times! 😉 

Mavvy wants the Cat token!

Mavvy wants the Cat token!

Note: I received these products complimentary from Influenster for testing purposes.

 

What Makes a Girly-Girl?

September 29, 2014 at 9:28 pm | Posted in All Things Doodle, Caityisms, Miscellaneous Crap, My Kid is a Donut, Toeses and Noses | Leave a comment
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Hello, my name is Kelly and I’m a nail polish addict.

I’m a firm believer in accessorizing and colour isn’t an option, it’s a requirement.

Let me back up on that last statement a bit and redefine it. I’m not talking about scarves, shoes and bracelets, although my love for designer shoes is another matter.

I’m talking about accessorizing yourself – hair, nails, skin.

I’ve always loved funky hair and nail colours. I’m not necessarily brave enough to try them on myself, but kudos to those that do. I have several different colours in my hair as we speak, but more in the “normal” spectrum. The wildest I had ever tried was a bright Auburn and black tips mixed with blonde. I loved it, but it was hard to maintain. I admit, I love Kelly Osbourne’s Lilac tresses (and her make-up line). The new on-trend Grey hair (Kelly Osbourne again) makes me giggle with glee. The latest bottle of bright, neon nail polish fills me with squee and makes me feel like a kid at Christmas – I can’t wait to try it on and experiment.

Caity, my 7-year-old, told me this weekend that she doesn’t like nail polish because she’s a Tom-boy. She looked at me like she was expecting me to tell her that I didn’t think that was acceptable. I think she was surprised that I told her that it was OK for her to be a Tom-boy and I was one too when I was her age. The few times I tried to put nail polish on her, she asked to have it removed two minutes later. She doesn’t think girls should have nail polish on their hands, yet she likes to wear headbands and bows and pretty dresses

I told Caity that I wasn’t a Girly-Girl. Then I heard my Husband snickering from the Kitchen.

I told him that Girly-Girls get their hair done and wear make-up and get their nails done at the Salon all the time. He rolled his eyes at me. I suppose it was hard to prove my case when I had just come back from getting my hair coloured the day before and had just finished applying my new Christian Dior Vernis Lacquer (“Pied du-Poule”, thank you very much) about an hour before that.

I think a true Girly-Girl is someone who wears dresses or skirts (I don’t), curls or flat-irons their hair (or at least blow dries it), wears high heels and always looks put together. That is so not me. I neither have the body, nor the budget for any of that. My idea of blow drying my hair is to drive with the windows down on my way to work. In fact, my hair was still damp when I wrote this from my shower this morning.

My oldest daughter, Lexy, on the other hand is a Fashionista in the making. She loves nail polish and clothes. She has to make sure her hair is perfect before she goes to school. She wants to have a couple of coloured extensions put in this Fall because she wants to experiment with colour, but not necessarily commit. I’m OK with that. I encourage her to be her own person.

I seem to be stuck in the middle of my two girls. A Girly-Girl wannabe.

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My Little Fashionista

That’s My Girl…

July 9, 2014 at 8:04 pm | Posted in All Things Doodle, Caityisms, Family Ties, Miscellaneous Crap, My Kid is a Donut, Sisters | 1 Comment
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I’ve said before many times that I’m proud of my daughters, I have good reason to be. Among her other wonderful qualities, Lexy is a prolific writer and I think she has real talent. On the way home today, she read to me something that she wrote in her Journal.

“My Little Sister: one of the miracle kids though she doesn’t know it. She was born sick, but now she is a healthy 7 year old. Her hair is yellow like the Sun and her eyes are like the sky on a clear day. She may have troubles with Asthma but she is one of the sweetest things ever. I see her look outside with curious eyes and her mind hungry for learning. She is a gift. I am happy to call her my Sister.”

She also wrote: “Mom’s Advice: Mom gives me wisdom every day to lead me on the journey of life; to dodge every obstacle and face every challenge. Thank you Mom.”

It’s hard to believe sometimes that she’s only ten years old. 🙂

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@Dove … I Love You

May 19, 2014 at 1:21 pm | Posted in All Things Doodle, Miscellaneous Crap, My Kid is a Donut, Toeses and Noses | Leave a comment
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Dove has promoted positive body images for a long time now, and it’s a campaign more people should pay attention to.  For too long, across all media platforms, have there been images of what others consider ‘real beauty’ to be.  Stick thin models in bizarre makeup wearing little-to-no clothing.  That’s their image of a perfect woman.

The latest commercial from Dove asks one simple question.  ‘What went wrong?’  (see the ad here)

What did go wrong?  When did we stop loving ourselves and stop thinking we (all women) aren’t beautiful?  What message is this sending to our children?

I never want my girls to grow up thinking that they are unacceptable in society in any way.  I tell them daily that they are wonderful, beautiful people and how proud I am of their accomplishments.  My oldest daughter is entering that horrible, painfully awkward adolescent phase where she’s beginning to grow into her body (think of a big Labrador puppy who hasn’t grown into his feet yet).  I hated that phase and it left a lot of emotional scarring.   One boyfriend I had in high school told me I needed to lose weight because I was too fat.  I weighed 115 pounds.  If he could only see me now, I wonder what he’d say?  My ‘best’ friend at the time used to tease me and actually had me believe that I was terribly flat chested throughout high school.  Back then I was a C-cup.  After having two kids, I’m DD, and about 50 pounds heavier than my ‘ideal’ weight.  I have huge self-esteem issues.  I feel like a barrel with legs.  To my daughters, I’m beautiful. That’s all that matters.

Girls have enough to go through without thinking they aren’t good enough.  Huffington Post posted an article about a lady named Taryn Brumfitt who is creating a documentary which shows it’s ok to be ‘normal’.   The video she made is very moving and enlightening.  “How am I ever going to teach Mikaela to love her body as it is, if her Mummy can’t do the same?”

The Dove commercial made me think about myself.  The last time I posed for a picture was with my two kids, about seven years ago.  I have avoided pictures since then like the plague.  I don’t like how I look.  I have tons of pictures of the girls and so far they seem happy to pose for them.

I want my girls to grow up well-adjusted, in a world that accepts people for who they are.  I applaud Dove for trying to achieve that and I hope they do.  Heck, they’re even trying to get armpits accepted into society!  If they can do that, anything’s achievable 😉

Conversing With a Donut

April 28, 2014 at 8:20 pm | Posted in Caityisms, Miscellaneous Crap, Movies, My Kid is a Donut | Leave a comment
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We took the girls to see “The Muppets Most Wanted” yesterday.  It was a better movie than we thought it would be and the girls were happy to finally see it.

At one pivotal plot point, where Miss Piggy is about to marry “Kermit”, Caity got all excited and turned to me, “Mama, do you see that guy with the blonde hair?”

“Yes…?”

“That’s Ross Lynch!”

“Who’s Ross Lynch?”

“The guy with the flowers…” She said, getting impatient with me.

“But who is it, Cait?”

“Mama, that’s ROSS LYNCH!”, she said as if saying it louder will make me understand.

“Caity, who’s Ross Lynch??”

Caity sighed… “The guy with the flowers…”

I could hear my 7 year old do a mental head slap as I tried to follow her line of reasoning…

Officially a Big Girl Now

February 6, 2014 at 12:52 am | Posted in Caityisms, Family Ties, My Kid is a Donut | Leave a comment
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I tucked the girls in last night, and had my fill of six year old toes… This is my annual Happy Birthday post to my beautiful donut. Cait turns 7 today and for once I’m not completely overwhelmed with emotion, we’ll see how I am at the end of this post… :-S.

Caity, you grow more beautiful with every passing day. You still have your entire family wrapped around your little finger and I think that will never change. At least I hope not.

You make me so proud all the time with the things that you do. Often I ask you, although I am kidding when I say it, “who made you so smart..?” You don’t even look up, or skip a beat and say “I did.”

Thank goodness you still try to crawl in my lap and even maul me at times. I’m so lucky to be so loved by someone so special.

Happy Birthday to my monkey loving littlest-little one. I hope one day all your dreams come true.

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