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The first time I made my Avocado Bacon Grilled Cheese for my husband it was love at first bite.  Between bites he said, “Where has this been all my life?”

Several days ago as I was working on my meal plan for the week,  I told him that I would be making his favorite sandwich this weekend.  He was super excited and has been looking forward to it all week.  I’m not going to lie, I’ve been looking forward to it too! This sandwich is so scrumptiously delicious I wish I could eat it every day.

I cooked pancakes and bacon for breakfast this morning, so I cooked a few extra slices to use later for the sandwiches.  I love eating bacon, but despise actually cooking it.  That’s probably the reason we don’t eat these sandwiches more often.

When it came time to cook up the sandwiches, my little sous chef was eager to help.  Kora likes any excuse to be able to use a knife (“I’ll be carefully Mom”), so she buttered the bread for me. Then she spotted the cut up avocado and decided she needed a little snack!

I like my grilled cheese sandwiches extra cheesy, so I used two slices of cheese – one slice of cheddar and one slice of Monterrey Jack.  I top the cheese with sliced bacon and avocado and then cook it on a griddle until it’s nice and golden and melty.

And then comes the best part – sinking your teeth into that crunchy bacon, buttery avocado, and gooey cheese! The clouds part and angels sing! Such deliciousness!

Go and make yourself this yummy sandwich and you too will be asking yourself, “Where has this been all my life?”

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For Father’s Day, I like to ask my husband how he wants to celebrate.  It’s his day after all, so I want us to celebrate the way he wants.  Last year we spent the weekend camping.  This year, we spent the weekend looking at boats.  Actually, he spent the weekend looking at boats (and got a mini vacation in the process).

 

He started his weekend with a quick trip to Florida.  I would have been more jealous of his trip, but this wasn’t really a sightseeing trip. He was on a mission.  He had an appointment to look at a sailboat that we are interested in buying.   He spent several hours exploring and familiarizing himself with every inch of the boat.  So much in fact that he taught the broker a thing or two about the boat.

 

Sunday morning Kora gave Thomas the Father’s Day card she picked for him.  She picked the card out herself, so she was super proud of it and excited to give it to her dad.

Later that morning we drove to a boat show to look at more boats! Kora was so excited to see all the boats.  She found one that she really wanted – it had a seat at the bow of the boat that she wanted to sit on!  I asked Kora if she brought her money to buy a boat and she sadly told me know.  She quickly turned to her dad and asked him if he “makes money.” Anytime Kora’s unhappy that her dad has to go to work we always tell her that he has to go to work to make money.  She was quick to remember that her dad makes money and and could buy us a boat! She’s a thinker!

 

After looking at boats for a while, we were famished.  We decided we’d rather head to a restaurant for a late lunch than eat concession food at the show.  Thomas has been wanting to eat at Gringo’s TexMex for a while, so that’s where we headed.  After eating there, I’m now wishing we had a Gringo’s closer to home.  There were so many yummy looking choices on the menu that I had a hard time choosing.  I ended up ordering fish tacos, and I’m glad that I did.  Delicious! While Thomas enjoyed his enchiladas, he regrets not ordering one of the signature dishes.  What he really enjoyed was the salsa and the green sauce before the meal.  In fact, he said that the chip dipped in the green sauce and then dipped in the salsa was one of the best things he’s ever eaten.

 

We then spent the evening talking about boats and watching boat videos on YouTube.  It’s not the most typical way to celebrate Father’s Day, but it was the perfect way for us to celebrate with Thomas.  Happy Father’s Day Thomas! Thank you for being an awesome Dad! We love you!


Is it coincidence that Kora started channeling her inner Lynda Carter with the release of the new Wonder Woman movie or did someone sneak her to see the movie without me knowing?

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Ever since she turned three, she thinks she is sooooooo big.  She likes to stand up tall, puff out her chest, show off her muscles and tell me that she’s “big and brave and strong and tough!”.

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She has recently become adamant that she’s doesn’t need help getting dressed in the morning. If I start to help her she forcefully tells me “No, I’m a girl. I can do it.”  And she’s right.  She is a girl, and she can do it!

 

I’m not sure where she got this “I’m a girl; I can do it” attitude, but I love it.  There are so many times where girls are made to feel like they are incapable of doing certain things just because of their gender.  I want my girls to know that they are capable of anything they set their minds to.

 

Want to be a doctor? I’m a girl. I can do it.

Want to be a chef? I’m a girl. I can do it.

Want to be a firefighter? I’m a girl. I can do it.

Want to be {insert any other profession here}. I’m a girl. I can do it.

Want to get dressed by yourself? I’m a girl. I can do it.

 

(FYI: The three professions above are the three things Kora has told me she wants to be when she grows up.)

 

I will continue to encourage this girl power as Kora and her little sister grow. I will encourage my girls to be strong and independent; confident and courageous.  It’s an everyday challenge trying to raise two Wonder Women, but I’m a girl.  I can do it.

 

 


“Rain rain go away! Come again some other day!”

The last day of our beach vacation just got cut short due to the rain. There was so much rain in fact that I got a flash flood warning alert on my phone. 


Anytime I’ve ever received one of these alerts I’ve usually shrugged it off because I’m somewhere indoors with no plans of getting on the road. Today was different however. 
Within ten minutes of getting the alert, my five year old nephew looks out the window and says to my mom, “Nannie, your car is half way up with water!”  


What!?! We look out the window and found that water was covering the road and rising. The water level had almost reached the bottom of the car doors!
My dad ran outside to move the car and quickly became drenched – the water was higher than the tops of his boots! Of course since this was our last day, all of his other (dry) clothes were already packed and loaded into the car. 
Other than the rain, our beach getaway was a real success. The kids had a blast digging in the sand and hopping over waves. 



We enjoyed watching the animatronic animals and we devoured a yummy Volcano Cake at The Rainforest Cafe. 


We even got to celebrate the graduation of one of the big cousins!  


On the afternoon of the annual sand castle competition, people were being turned away from the beach so we didn’t get to see the sand castles. We planned to go the next day to see them, but then it rained. There’s no way the sand castles survived all that rain. I guess we’ll just have to do this whole beach weekend vacation again next year!


I’m currently reading the memoir of chef Marcus Samuelson, and something he wrote has really got me thinking. He wrote about chefs having a signature dish – “one you create or execute in a way that becomes forever associated with you.” Thinking about the food I regularly cook for my family, I realized that I really don’t have a dish that is uniquely mine. I want a signature dish and I’m now on a mission to find it. 
Here is the short list of dishes that I’m considering:
1. Lasagna

2. Enchiladas

3. Risotto

4. Gnocchi

5. Spaghetti carbonara 
My signature dish will probably end up being some sort of gnocchi dish. I feel like I have more ways to make gnocchi uniquely mine than either lasagna or enchiladas. There are many ways to cook risotto, but I love the way I cook it – with lots of blue cheese! The blue cheese keeps my family away from the deliciousness, but I’m okay with that. More for me!
Gnocchi can be used in soup or as a substitute for noodles in macaroni. I will do a little gnocchi research and probably search Pinterest for a little inspiration. Then I will start experimenting with some dishes in a quest to create my signature dish. I will post the recipe once I have perfected my dish and received my family’s approval. 
Do you have a signature dish? Leave a comment telling me what it is. 


So the most ridiculous thing happened yesterday.  I put Lila down to sleep, and then I went outside for a little walk (I had to make sure I got my steps in for the day!), leaving my husband inside with Kora. They both enjoy their father daughter time in the evenings.

Fast forward to later in the evening when Kora is sleeping soundly in her bed.  Thomas informs me that Kora and gotten her hands on my phone and she had gone around the house taking pictures.  This is not the first time she’s done this.  She likes to take pictures of anything and everything she sees.  It’s actually quite funny to watch her as she’s snapping away – she has to get very close to the object she’s shooting and she’s talking the whole time as if she’s coaching the subject in order to get the best shot.

I grab my phone so I can look through the pictures she took.  I wanted to see our house through her eyes.  To my amazement, she only took about 150 pictures – I was expecting more.  There were pictures of her toys and pictures of shoes – outsides of shoes and insides of shoes. She took pictures of cabinets and got a good shot of our laundry hamper. She even got a picture of the inside of the toilet bowl! I’m just glad she didn’t drop my phone as she was getting that shot!  Many pictures were a little blurry and some of the pictures were just a total blur.  Kora did manage to get a smiling picture of her dad – “Say cheese!”


There were a series of pictures that made me giggle.  My husband explained that Kora got a little frustrated that she couldn’t take a picture of the mirror.  Because she takes close-ups, all she was capturing was herself holding the phone! I guess you can call that a selfie!


Then there was one picture that stumped us.  We could tell that it said ‘DEXTER’, but we could not tell what it was.  My curiosity was piqued, so I started searching for the mysterious object.  After several minutes of searching, my husband joined in on the effort.

 

We searched everywhere, but we couldn’t find Dexter.  We were baffled, yet determined to find it.  We were laughing so hard because Kora had stumped us.  We even joked that we were going to wake her up to help us solve the mystery! It was completely bizarre.  We searched for half an hour before we finally found Dexter.  She had taken a closeup of the embossed logo on the front door.  It sounds a little silly, but I felt a strange sense of accomplishment once we solved the mystery of Dexter.


It was the most ridiculous scavenger hunt unknowingly created by a three year old.  I’m thinking that I’ll start using this as a new activity for us to play. Kora can take pictures of things and then I have to go find what she photographed.  I know she would enjoy it, and I hope she can continue to challenge me like she did with Dexter.

Have your kids ever unknowingly challenged you?



Yesterday was Mother’s Day, and I was fortunate enough to be able to spend the afternoon with my two girls, my mother and my grandmother.  We didn’t have any special plans or do anything out of the ordinary.  We just sat in my mother’s living room and watched the kids play.  Other than four generations of strong willed women in one room, it was nothing to write home about.

But that’s what made it a great Mother’s Day.  I was able to enjoy the company of my mother and grandmother while watching my two little girls play.  I know there are many people out there who wish they could have had a day like I had.

A friend from high school recently lost his mother in a tragic car accident.  I can’t help but think of him and his family this Mother’s Day.  I grieve for him and his children as they mourn their loss.  I know they would do anything to be able to spend one more Mother’s Day with her.

I also keep thinking of the friends and family that have lost children or who have struggled with becoming a mom.  Mother’s Day must be a terribly painful time for them. I happen to be reading a memoir about a woman who struggled with infertility before finally adopting a child.  In the book she writes about the staggering number of children in the United States alone that are in need of a loving home.  I ache for the children who are motherless and for the women who yearn to be mothers but aren’t.

Mother’s Day is the one day of the year set aside to honor the mothers in our lives – mothers, mother-in-laws, grandmothers, or any other motherly figure.  But is one day really enough? If the mothers in your life are anything like the mothers in mine, one day of celebrating is really not sufficient. Mother’s Day should be a yearlong celebration! We should appreciate all the things they do for us each and every day.

I love being a mother.  It is hard work, and it seems like it gets harder every day.  I have been pooped on, puked on, and as I write this, my daughter, who is sleeping next to me, reached up and pinched me! She’s sleeping and felt the need to pinch my arm. Motherhood hurts! But I wouldn’t trade a minute of it.  These two little girls are my everything. I am continually being amazed by the things they do, and I love being  a part of their lives.

Kora made me a mommy and Lila renewed my subscription.  I love these little girls more than they will ever know and it a blessing to be their mother.

Happy Mother’s Day!