it's a dog's life...with a full mini bar and three foot tall waitress
Seriously with the sickness again? This episode of The Sick has swung by with its best friends; moody children, night terrors, throwing up from coughing, and as you can likely imagine, little to no sleep for mom.
Was all that mediocre-but-far-better-than-usual sleep a joke, January?
You know Eisley is sick when she is more still than she was at the size of a poppyseed in utero. That, and it doesn't take thirty minutes of nursing gymnastics, rocking, and other methods of shushing to get her to sleep, but rather, she crashes sitting up.
Tooth number seven is here, finally. Waiting on the eighth and then we get to jump into the molar party? Yessss. More restless sleep.
Eisley said, "Hiii!" last night. She added a wave to hers, while repeating after me, so I'm fairly certain she knows precisely what it means. She continues to say "Da-da-da-dadddd" and vehemently refuses to say anything beginning with an Mmm sound; she actually goes so far as saying "Daa" when I request otherwise. I know how I rate around here.
I have a faux fur vest and faux fur boots waiting in the wings for sister's eleven month photos; we are now waiting on sick eyes, rosy cheeks, and church chair inflicted bruising to disappear.
There is big city talk around here. The big city!!
My planner is filling up at a pace that makes me equal parts excited and anxious. So many things to look forward to, so many things that take up time.
Heart-shaped peppermint marshmallows made a smoldering entrance into our household today. That, and cracker candy, which should just be called crack candy. A)I'm in serious denial about "baby weight" (can I still call it that?) and B) I have a baking addiction, and love trashing my kitchen every single day, and C) Weight Watcher's is great with results but dieting is just not for me. Neither is lifestyle changing.
The other night, in a sleep talking revelation, Jimmy rolled Ruby over to put her in her bed, and she loudly announced, "But, I know my ABCs!" She gets the whole talking in her sleep genes from me as Jimmy was quick to remind me.
Ruby is very into making excuses as to why she can't eat her dinner. Once she told me that her grandpa told her she didn't have to, but the other day she said, "But I ate dinner yesterdaaaaaaaay." Funny thing about dinner...they happen every day.
Okay, the cracker candy (crack). I'm really sorry, but I have to share the joy. This is the easiest candy you'll ever make. I like instant gratification - this is okay with me.
1 package of saltine crackers
1 c. butter
1 c. brown sugar
2 c. chocolate chips
1 c. white chocolate chips
1 c. finely chopped almonds
Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
Line a jelly roll pan with tin foil; squeeze as many saltines as you can on there (I used about one sleeve of crackers). This is the hardest part of this candy...not including the waiting to eat it.
Melt the butter and brown sugar in small saucepan over medium heat. Stir constantly. As soon as the mixture begins to boil, start a three minute timer, and continue to stir. Remove from heat, pour over the crackers; spread to even. Place in preheated oven for five minutes.
Pour all chips over top of the caramel layer. Allow to sit for a minute or two, and then spread with a spatula - don't be afraid to spread until all chips are completely melted as this won't disrupt the caramel layer.
Top with almonds; gently smash them into the chocolate with a spatula.
Chill in fridge (freezer if you are totally impatient like me) for three hours. Break into pieces.
Store them in the fridge.
Don't blame me when you eat it all.