First things first, per requests, how to do pumpkin butter is now found here.
Mine uses sugar, because I was just about out of anything else… Let me know if you try it with splenda/agave/whatevs, I’d love to hear how it works!
I’ve been putting together a monster baby Halloween package. The chocolate is for her mommy 🙂
I’m not entirely sure if I should be sending a baby candy. But at least it doesn’t have dye and isn’t a choking hazard, right? Going to get a toy or two more to add…
And maybe a Soulja Boy cd. She seems to be a fan. Every time we talk on the phone I say hello. And then she tries to kiss me through the phone. I’m amused, but it probably helps that my phone isn’t the one getting baby drool on it. (she also waves. So the conversations are me saying “hi big girl!” and then my mom/sil/bro going “she’s waving!” then me saying “what are you doing tootsie?” “she’s kissing the phone!” “oh are you giving kisses?” and then finally “oh she’s waving bye bye to you!” thrilling intellectual conversations. But cute)
Lunch was pumpkin buttah and cream cheese on killer bread
plus a Hugh Jass salad
And coming soon to I’m an Eating Machine…..
Guest posts from my little brother! Mostly, so he can prove to people like the Shari’s waitress (“I hate skinny people like you. I’m going to fatten you up!”) that he really does eat. A lot.
Y’all met him on his birthday, but basically, he’s built like a greyhound
(He doesn’t actually dress like this every day, sadly)
And eats like this.
(Don’t worry, he’d already eaten his hashbrowns and eggs. So he still had pancakes, bacon, pie and soda. This is you know, post dinner. Good lordy)