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Hungry Baby to Happy Baby

Babies, Grandkids By April 24, 2016 18 Comments

How do two men feed a hungry baby?

My daughter-in-law and I went out of town for a conference last weekend.  This left my son to watch the kids (a one year old and three year old).  Usually it is my son who goes out of town for work and my daughter-in-law is left to manage the kids alone.  She is used to it – he is not.  This is how the story went….

We left on Thursday and by Saturday my son had arrived at my house with the kids in tow, to find grandpa.  I had innocently asked my daughter-in-law what everyone was doing – she responded that they were at my house. A little surprised, I asked ‘why?’  She responded (with a smirk, I might add), ‘he needed back up!’  What mom or grandma wouldn’t grin at that one?  And I did.

As soon as I arrived home my husband informed me how much my youngest granddaughter likes rice.  Apparently, dad and grandpa had decided to order Chinese for dinner.  You didn’t think they were going to cook – after watching the kids all day?!  I probably mumbled something like ‘oh?’.  Then he promptly pulled out his phone to show me pictures.  This surprised me because grandpa doesn’t usually take pictures AND there was an accompanying video!  I looked though the pictures, tilting my head sideways a little as I am trying to comprehend what I am looking at.  resized-eating rice4My youngest granddaughter is sitting in the middle of the table surrounded by rice, some on the table and some on her clothes.  Then it dawned on me.  I looked at him, a little surprised and asked, ‘you sat her in the middle of the table to feed her?’.  I am sure you already know the answer, it was a pleased, ‘yes’.  My son and husband sat down at the table to eat and instead of pulling out the high chair (yes, we do own one) they just sat her in the middle of the table to feed her and I don’t mean with a spoon.   However, she does seem to be having a good time.

My husband looked so cute telling me the story and showing me the pictures.  I just smiled and said ‘it looks like that worked’.  My granddaughter was feed and the mess was cleaned up before I got home. What else is there to say?resized-eating rice

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My Granddaughters Finger Polish

Grandkids, Toddlers By April 14, 2016 24 Comments

My three year old granddaughter came home from daycare (called school) and burst into the bedroom where her mom was folding laundry.  “I need fingernail polish!” she declares.  My daughter-in-law replies, “What do you mean?”  She excitedly explains, another little girl at her school has painted fingernails and now my granddaughter wants GREEN fingernail polish.   My daughter-in-law informed her that she doesn’t have green fingernail polish and she will have to discuss it with daddy.  The answer satisfied my granddaughter and it was assumed the topic was closed (hopefully for quite a while).  It wasn’t.

Long story short, several days later my granddaughter did a few chores to earn her fingernail polish.  They went shopping and found a “kid friendly polish” in blue and pink, which included (much to my dismay) a dispenser with teeny, tiny little sparkles to attach to the polish.  This happened on the way to grandma’s house.  Grandma DID NOT know anything about it.

My granddaughter runs into my house, precious package in hand, telling me ‘WE’ are going to paint her finger nails. Oh!  Meanwhile her parents drop and run (they have a dinner date—chickens).  I raised two boys, they never asked me to paint their nails (braid their hair or dress and undress a baby doll for that matter), so this is a new experience for me.  However, I am  honored that I get to be the first one to apply polish (shiny blue) to my granddaughter’s nails.

I was up for this – I did the fingers in blue and the toes in pink.  Although, I never realized how small her nails were, I think the brush was bigger than they were.  My usually energetic granddaughter was very patient and sat still as I carefully applied the paint.  A miracle in my book, she even let it dry.  I was actually kind of excited and I thought I did a great job.fingerpolish1 THEN – she said it was her turn.  What do you mean?  She proceeded to paint the tops of her fingers with the blue polish.  Very carefully, I might add – keeping her fingers stiff and separated so it could dry properly.  Over the next hour she kept looking at her hands, admiring her work! You got to love it.

Fortunately or unfortunately, it all washed off in the bath that night, expect for one blue finger nail and one pink toe nail.  Which she proudly showed everyone the next day.fingerpolish2

My conclusion is that my granddaughter interpreted Finger NAIL polish to mean FINGER nail POLISH.  She is probably reasoning the girl at school didn’t have a clue what she was doing because she only did half the job (just her nails)!

And yes, I did text a picture of the blue fingers to the parents while they were at dinner, as a comment on -“What were you thinking?!”fingerpolish3

 

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Tasty Granola Bars from Scratch

Recipes By April 8, 2016 Tags: , , 18 Comments

I found this recipe for homemade granola bars at Grammie Time.   I’m always on the look out for easy and delicious snack ideas. You can see the original recipe here.

I changed it up a little. My version is below.

The almond butter I had on hand was too unruly to use.  I ended up splashing myself with the almond oil while I was unsuccessfully trying to stir it back together.  I decided to go with peanut butter, which was much better behaved.  I didn’t find dried cherries at my grocery store, I substituted dried cranberries.  I went with ½ cup of roasted almonds, put them in  a sealed baggie, then I smacked it several times with a rolling pin to chop them. It worked great.  Since I  don’t have a food processor I was a little bit concerned about all the ingredients blending well, but they did. I just stirred it all up with a spoon and scraped it out with a spatula.

Here is my variation of her recipe.

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2 ½ cups old fashioned oats

1 cup raisins

¾ cup peanut butter

¼ cup honey

2 tsp. vanilla

½ cup roasted almonds – chopped- anyway you like 🙂

3/4 cup dried cranberries

½ cup dark chocolate chips

Heat oven to 350 degrees.  Place oats on baking sheet, toast in oven for 10 minutes or until golden brown.  Remove from oven and place them in a medium mixing bowl. They cool quickly.  Note: I wasn’t going to do this (toast the oats)  but I decided to do it anyway.  I think it probably gives the bars a better flavor and consistency than using the raw oats.

Cover raisins with hot water for 10 minutes, then drain.granola-bar3

Line an 8 x 8 inch baking pan with parchment paper letting it hang over the edges slightly.

Add the raisins, peanut butter, honey, vanilla, almonds, dried cranberries and chocolate chips to the toasted oats.  Mix well.

Spoon mixture into parchment lined pan.  Press into pan with back of spoon or piece of wax paper (as you can tell, I didn’t want to use my fingers for this job). Let stand for at least an hour to let them set up.

Pull them out of the pan using the overhanging parchment.  Cut into bars.

These turned out delicious.  They even passed the fussy family test.  Meaning – they ate them and liked it.

*If you want to spend a little less on the almonds buy raw ones and roast them yourself.  Place raw almonds on a baking sheet in a cold oven set to 350 degree, bake for 15 minutes.  Easy.

 

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Best Grandpa Ever!

Grandkids, Toddlers By April 3, 2016 25 Comments

For our granddaughters third birthday we decided to get her a play kitchen.  I did some research, read reviews, chose one and then got my DIL’s approval before buying it (I learned my lesson with Dora).   The box arrived via UPS on a snowy morning. kitchen5I felt bad for the UPS guy, so I met him on the porch to retrieve the package.  He told me it weighed 70 something pounds (wow) and insisted on setting it inside for me.  He was probably afraid I would drop it! It was very nice of him though.  I had read online that assembly was taking up to 5 hours. Humph…I figured my hubby (grandpa) could do it in 2 hours or less.  Still, I had a tiny nagging feeling (you know the kind you get sometimes but choose to ignore), I decided we should allow a little extra time and assemble it on a Sunday afternoon. I say “we and us” very loosely because my husband was the one putting it together.

Armed with a handful of tools and a box cutter, he opened the box.  There were SO MANY PIECES and SO MUCH HARDWARE. Oops, I may have under estimated the time involved to put it together.  Grandpa is a trooper and got to work right away, hardly a grumble.  An hour passes, another hour passes….he hasn’t even gotten to the main frame yet.  It was like building IKEA furniture, only on steroids – page after page of instructional illustrations.   Right after hour 3 he was ready to assemble the carcass.  This is when I decided to give him a hand.  He was very gracious when, in my over enthusiasm to be finished, I accidentalkitchen4y flipped a page ahead, which caused me to put something together out of order. The graciousness came in because he had to disassemble what I had done in order to fix it and continue the build. Sigh….  After that, I just handed him the hardware he asked for.  Hour 4 ½, the kitchen is finished, moved into place and adorable.kitchen3

My granddaughter only saw the kitchen partially done before she went to a friend’s birthday party.  She did seem excited.  When she returned home, the kitchen was done but we had already left.  Bummer, right?kitchen2

I was told she took one look at her new kitchen, picked up the play phone (hanging on the wall in her new kitchen) called her grandpa and told him “thank you for my kitchen”.  Awwww…that was worth it.

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