Well, step one has been completed: we made the dough (Big Girl did most of it, though I had to add the second cup of flour because she mis-read the ingredients), shaped the symbols and words, and baked the dough. Who will help me eat the bread? Oh, sorry! Got a bit carried away there!…
Today is the feast day for the Holy Name of Jesus. (There is great power in that name, you know.) In honor of that, the girls and I will be making salt dough and then baking the Holy Name of Jesus. When it’s dry and cool, we’ll decorate His Holy Name! I’m thinking paint, jewels,…
Santa brought these for the girls this year. Little Girl is actually out-pacing Big Girl in getting down how to “Heely” around. (We attribute this to her dance training.)
My girls think I’m silly because when they say something really funny or cute, I try to stop and write it down to share here later. (And to keep for posterity.) Last night, Big Girl said something hysterical. I didn’t write it down because we were eating. I have no recollection of what she said…
Okay, I have a complaint about football analysts that has been building in recent months. We watch a lot of football here in the Soccer Parent household. And I’m not talking about metric football, either. I mean good ol’ American football. (Even if foosball is the devil – we don’t care.) And for the most…
