At our house, making caramel apples is one of those things that we must do at least once every fall. It is so easy and fun for all ages. YUM! Fallish Fun: Caramel Apples This is really more of a procedure than a recipe. I usually start with the recipe from the bag of Kraft caramels for the basic caramel apples. 1 bag Kraft caramels 2
When I was a kid, every Christmas morning my mom would make a huge batch of hot cocoa and a towering pile of buttered toast. And that was breakfast. Cocoa and toast. Simple, but I loved it. I still do. But when I got married, that was one of the first Christmas traditions to go out the window. See, my husband tolerates hot chocolate and
I have a dream. In my dream there is a big playroom, with all kinds of toys, neatly organized in color coordinated and labeled bins. The boys share all the toys happily and everyone cleans up the day’s play messes together. Something like this lovely creation from homeedit.com: In that same dream, boys’ bedrooms are toy-free and serene. Restful, clean, organized. With desks for thinking
Why is it that the littlest children are always the first to wake up in the morning? They are so busy all day. Moving. Talking. Running. Crying. Playing. Questioning. All. Day. Long. I think if I were as busy as those little ones for a full day, I would need to sleep for 24 hours straight to make up for it. Maybe it is the
And we know that all things work together for good to those who love Him, who have been called according to his purpose. For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. Romans 8:28-29 The other day I was in the kitchen pulling out all the supplies for making
So it’s June. And if you’re like me, you let out a big sigh, ready to settle into the summer and just relax for a bit. There are a million thoughts in the back of your mind – things you might like to do with the kids, places you’d like to go – but for now, just for a moment, you want to breathe deep
Monday morning I sat down with my two oldest boys and asked them this question. I told them I didn’t need an answer right away, but I wanted them to take a little time and think about it. I said, “I know you both know what the right answer is, but what is the real answer?” “What are you living for?” One of them chimed
If you have been a parent for any length of time, you can probably tell me what the Very Hungry Caterpillar ate on Saturday without thinking twice about it. One piece of chocolate cake, one ice cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake, and one slice of watermelon.