[monday meals mashup] March 30th

Contrary to what my blog suggests, we do still eat around here. And even if just for two friends who like looking at our menu each week, I'm restarting Monday Meals Mashups on the blog. Cue the applauds and the eye rolls. Look, I'm grasping at any straws around here that will get me back to writing.  Take it or leave it (I hope you take it).

Ok so now I'm cooking with two kids around here and what does that look like? Your basic nightmare. Mayhem. Madness. McDonald's for everyone!! Actually, hold the phone, surprisingly no. Dinner has actually gone just fine despite the best efforts of Baby Kate and Toddler Sam, AKA The Hindering Twins.

I do most of my meal prep during whatever amount of time God shines his light on me (that's when their naps overlap) OR when Baby Kate chooses to let me set her in a bouncy chair. My life is now her life and she decides how we do things. I don't foresee any future problems with this system especially in the tween years. This should be just fine.

I cook the meal in the half hour or so that we are left twiddling our thumbs waiting for Fun to come home from work. I do amazing parenting during this time by parking Sam with my iPhone and wearing Baby Kate. This is survival mode, friends. I will unrot his brain another day.

With the gruesome twosome in tow, I've been reaching for every quick, easy meal I can get my hands on. Thankfully, my sister-in-law apparently can see the future, knew I would be in need of new meals post baby, and sent up Martha Stewart's One Pot recipe book. She is a gem. Martha and sister-in-law.

I'll wait.
I have no where else to be. The kids are napping.

Brief synopsis: the book is split into sections and each recipe is made in one pot, pan, baking dish, skillet, crock pot, even pressure cooker. It's legit. Plus each recipe has a picture. The only way to print a cookbook.

I'm quickly working my way through this one and loving every minute/meal of it. This week's menu pulls out three meals from it and that's pretty much how it's been around here since Kate came. This book is my new Bible but since when has Martha ever not been?

Happy Monday, people. It's good to be back.

Sunday: Chicken and Dumplings. From the "new" book. The Good Book. I've made this twice now. It's perfection. It is also definitely a Sunday/Chuck is home meal because the actual cooking part takes about 30-40 solid minutes and someone has to be here to watch the children. I can't half cook and half parent through this one. Thus, making this meal is like taking a vacation. Do you see where my life is now if cooking is a vacation? Let's go there another time.

Monday: Beef and Pineapple Curry. I'll give you one guess where this recipe came from. Word. This sounds bomb. Pineapple, good. Red curry paste, good. Beef, good. Coconut milk, good. Actually, this recipe sounds like me: a total winner. But it could be like me and a total hot mess. We will see...

Tuesday: Pasta Soup. It's all about easy these days. No muss, no fuss, or we ain't eating it. Have you made this yet? Make it on a rainy day and send me a thank you. {recipe card below}

Wednesday: Roast Chicken with Herb Butter. You'll NEVER guess where I got this recipe from. I'm having trouble finding the exact recipe from the cookbook for this one but this is close enough. The cookbook version is a whole chicken on a bed of lemons and potato wedges.

Thursday: Carne Asada in the crockpot. Surprise, surprise, this one is actually from Pinterest. I'm in the market for a good carne asadsa recipe so if you have one, hit me up. We'll see how this one does. See if it makes the cut. I have a good feeling.

Friday: Flank steak bought pre-marinaded because I am a cheater. I'll either grill this (I being Chuck) or cook it in the electric skillet which shockingly cooks up a good flank. I wouldn't have guessed it, but it does.

hey. hi. how are you.

Ok so blogging with two kids. Not as easy as it looks...

Good news is, I've managed to keep every other ball in the air so I'm only neglecting the blog and what a win that is for me. What? The only thing I'm seriously losing at right now is Internet life and I'll take it. Yes, it's sad that the children are ruining all the time I have to tell my'stories, but they are both still alive, hygiene is passable, dinners are made, house is clean(ish), real life friends are somewhat in existence, and baby weight is still present. [the baby weight is like a comfort item now, like a skin baby blanket - don't know what I'd do without it...]

Life is exhausting right now.

But it is a happy exhaustion.

So my Internet life has taken a hit. Could be worse right? At least I'm here now to say, 12 weeks into two under two and I think I'm back...Maybe. Hopefully. Where are the hands praying emoji on this keyboard? Basically, think of it more like a blogging maternity leave and then it doesn't sound so bad.

Here's a brief synopsis of life right now.

We're pretty happy with our new little life and we've gotten pretty creative with our days. Days can be long so activities are make or break. I'll type up some posts on the interesting activities we've come up with AKA how we kill time until lunch/nap/dad comes home to rescue us.

But don't be fooled. There have been plenty of tears.

And plenty of really top notch, excellent, award winning parenting.

There have also been plenty of pictures of Baby Kate taken. Haha, NOPE. Not my fault. This is not a case of Second Kid Syndrome it's a case of baby wearing. Someone likes to be worn, I like wearing her, and I don't like selfies so SAWREA Kate. We'll just tell you how cute you were. 

There have been more than a few Toddler Tantrums: Sam Style which is a silent sit in protest. You do what you gotta do Sam, but after laying on the floor of the consignment store, I might need to burn that outfit.

There have been HORRIFIC incidences of disappointment. NABISCO: This is not an appropriate amount of filling in an OREO. Aside from my marriage, biggest let down ever. #neverforget

We have turned to gambling.
But only at grandma's house.
We have also turned to grandma's house A LOT. Both grandmas. We'll see who gets sick of us first. 

And we have lost the will to party from time to time. Sometimes, you take a three hour nap with the lights on and you own it. It happens.
Hokay. So you're caught up. We're good. I think I can get this life back.

baby kate. 2 months old.

Dearest Baby Kate,

If you would like yourself blogged about, then we need to discuss bed time. Circle of baby trust here? I'm good with how much I've seen you in a day by, like, 7:30. As much as I love you - oh Baby Kate, I sure do - I don't love you as much from 7:30 - 9:00.

Look, kid, I have other things on my evening agenda, really important things like blogging and internet-ing. I could do without juggling you during an Intervention-esque process: "Kaitlin Nancy, will you accept the sleep help that is being offered to you?".

Ok I will admit, Baby Kate, that the night time dance is totally worth the 10 hours you sleep after it, but I kind of miss my me time. I have a lot of stories to tell and you are not letting me tell them. You are making things look super second kid around here and really, it's on you not me.

Tonight. Tonight you have chosen to fall asleep at 7:30. I don't even know what to do with myself. I'm practically giddy dusting off my keyboard and sitting down to tell the world you are two months old. You are fabulous. You are fun. You are the stuff second born baby dreams are made of.

We love you, Baby Kate. We plan to keep you around, but let's make your two month resolution to find a better, more time effective bedtime ritual.


Sam decided Chuck's Mom is "Lala" so we're going with it. Lala loves her Katie Girl.
Has Solly Baby Wrap. Will travel.

Lucy is so in love with her Baby. Do not even get me started about my memories of Lucy at the same age. Why is their no "kill me" emoji on this key board? Why are there only letters?

Not to be out done by Lala, but Mom Mom loves her Katie Girl.

Kate-erina Kitty Cat.

Pretty adequate representation of Kate's day.

Aunt/Cousin Janelle! The sigh of relief when she walked in the house was as much from Sam as from Me, and then Chuck when he got home. Thank God a real parent is here for the children.

Little did we know, Chuck would have a 101 fever in just a few hours. She never caught it. Dodged that bullet.


Vomit happens.

Her favorite chauffeur.

A rare photo together... How do these Pinterest Moms get perfect photos of a not-two year old and a baby? Tell me what I'm missing here.


She is truly the light of our days, even if she still won't take a bottle. Don't even get me started...

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