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The Good Life!

Today has been a great day in the scheme of things! The boys and I took the bus to the Shopping Centre and bought some yogurt tubs for them, as well as apples, lettuce (to the replace the rotten ones that came to us through homeshop, we were refunded the money, but no even the slighest hint of an apology), onions, which I forgot to buy in the big shop, and self raising flour and tinned green apples for an attempt at baking muffins.

While at the shops, I took the opportunity to weigh myself. I've lost another 300g, which isn't as much as previous weeks (despite not indulging in crap), but is still a loss, and I can really feel it in my clothes. I think the time has come to add in some exercise though...

Got home, I had lunch, and then the boys had their yogurts, and then we got stuck into baking...
Each boy took it in turn to add something to the mix, be it 1/2 a cup of flour at a time (to make up two cups), or eggs, or milk...

Then they stirred the mix (they're VERY good at stirring!!!). I wasn't sure how high the muffins would rise, so I only 2/3 filled each "cup" in the tray. The mixture yielded 12 muffins...

Into a 200 degree oven (or in our case 210 degrees because we have a cold oven)... 20 minutes later we were all waiting impatiently to get the muffins out!

Well before the muffins were baked, the boys threw themselves into the all important baking task of "licking the bowl"... I allowed myself one spoonloaded with mix, I LOVE bake mixes, just couldn't resist... But then again, these muffins were baked with only a 1/4 of a cup of oil, and Splenda rather than sugar... Or is that the same thing, you know, "made from sugar, but not sugar"...

The tray on the bottom shelf of the oven didn't brown as nicely as the top shelf, so when the first 20 minutes was finished, I moved the second tray to the top shelf of the oven and gave him another 5 minutes, which helped brown the just a little more...

And Voila! Couldn't have been prouder if I did it myself... Hang on... I DID do it myself!!! We each had one once they cooled a bit, and Dave had one when he got home, and they're YUM!

We'll definitely be doing more of this, and now I'm feeling a bit more confident about baking bread too, and other baked stuff... This actually means that when we have people over, I can offer something nice! And it gives the boys and I something to do together that also will become a life skill, and who knows, they may even come to teach me a few things!

In other news... Being that it was a little cooler today, Bryn wore a long sleeved body suit and some overalls out today, and he looked so grown up! He's just under a week shy of 6 months. I love this age soooo much, I was thinking on the bus on the way home that if I could suspend him at any age, this would be the age!

Especially now that he is sitting up with a lot more confidence (not quite enough to be left alone with it, but getting there very fast), he is so much happier within himself.

I love his personality, though I suspect TWO will be a challenging year with him, LOL (he has great determination and a low frustration threshold, LOL, a firey combo - then again he is a fire sign)...

He is such a sweetie though, and this week he started giving me kisses and hugs (the kisses are open mouthed and slobbery, LOL) which is just adorable - awww, I don't want him to grow up so damn fast!!!

Comments

katef said…
yay for being a domestic godess!!! And the mother of some darn cute boys!
Heather said…
Looks like you had lots of fun baking!! What adorable boys you have :)
loz said…
Looks and sounds like you all had a wonderful day. Hope you enjoyed the muffins and wow Bryn does lookso grown up:D

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