This morning I had to be up at 5am for the girls. I got dragged my ass out of bed, got dressed and went into the kitchen to find this little set up. I had asked Matt the night before to set the coffee maker for me, because I suck at making coffee. He always does it for me, but never before has he left a cute little note! It honestly made my morning, and I didn’t feel grumpy or vengeful for having to be up so early. And he even made me a mocha coffee! (Hot chocolate and coffee)
I felt that I should somehow return the favour, and dug out some change from my wallet so he could buy his own coffee on the way to school (we don’t have a travel mug anymore, thanks to him losing it, and for obvious reason he’s not allowed to take my good mugs out of the house!). Then I wrote him a little note:
I folded it in half and then wrote “please read me! (do not eat)” on it because I thought I was being funny and witty and thought he’d catch the Alice In Wonderland reference. I have no idea if he did or not, because I put the change (and the note!) in his coat pocket 🙂
It’s the little things, it really is. Every time I think about that little note – that he wrote – I just get all warm and fuzzy and happy and such inside. (BARF, haha jokes). And all it had was five words! But it’s just another one of those little things that makes me fall in love with him even deeper than before.
So; my morning started out pretty fantastic. The girls were dropped off, we hung out for a bit and then Nolan woke up a little earlier than usual. He’s a bit sick, he has a runny nose and I’m pretty sure he’s cutting molars because he is being so difficult and not really himself. We walked down to the bus, and Nolan sat perfectly content in his stroller – no fussing today (which makes me wonder if he is cutting molars). We only had one incident of him shaking his mittens off, and he let me put them back on without complaint afterwards.
After we got back, T and I made muffins.
Only I butchered them. I’m still not feeling the greatest, and I have no idea where my head is at but for the life of me I couldn’t figure out what 3/4 of a teaspoon was (and didn’t have an accurate measuring utensil) so I ended up putting 4 of the 1/4 teaspoons of salt in the mix, and now the muffins we made are entirely too salty 😦 big old epic fail! Clearly, someone (aka MATT) needs to buy me every single measuring utensil I could possibly need, because I can’t figure out fractions of anything on my own!
Or perhaps they are too cinnamony. I used 2 teaspoons of cinnamon because I LOVE cinnamon.
Never the less, here is the recipe Blaine gave me. I’m going to try again later this week, and hopefully not butcher them again.
Ingredients: 1 3/4 cups of all-purpose flour, 1/4 cup sugar, 2 1/2 teaspoons of baking powder, 3/4 teaspoon salt, 1/2 teaspoon (or more) of cinnamon, 1 beaten egg, 3/4 cup of milk, 1/3 cup of vegetable oil, 1 cup of chopped, peeled apples.
Directions: Stir together dry ingredients in a large bowl, make a well in the center. Mix together egg, milk, and oil, add all at once to the dry ingredients. Stir until moistened, batter should be lumpy. Add the apples and stir them in.
Spoon into greased or paper lined muffin cups, filling each 2/3 full. Bake at 400 degrees F for 20-25 minutes or until golden brown. Makes 10-12 muffins.
So yeah; muffins! Hopefully I’ll get it right next time I make them.
I’m sorta really bad with fractions, which is why I don’t always cook. I hate standing there struggling to figure out what how to get 3/4 of a teaspoon when I don’t have the exact measuring tool. And I know, tons of people find it easy to bake, and do fractions. Matt is a pro at baking, me? Not so much.
I like cooking better because I can improvise and do everything to taste.
But; I’m not giving up. I want to be that mama that always has a yummy (healthy!) baked good around. Cookies, muffins, cakes, cupcakes. Okay…maybe some of those options aren’t healthy but I don’t care. It’s not like we eat sugar for breakfast lunch and dinner!!
Speaking of breakfast, lunch and dinner I’m still struggling with Nolan and mealtimes. I think it’s possible that he’s cutting those nasty molars. He is refusing to eat as much as he normally does, his nose is runny, he has a slight fever and boy is he fussy. But he was still super good when T was over…he held all his crankiness in until she had left.
Well, sorta. He did pinch T a lot, and pull her hair. But every time I gave him a talking to, he’d immediately run over to her and hug her and then try to give her a kiss. I told him “good boy, great apology!” the first time, so the next 5 times I’m pretty sure he pinched and pulled her hair just so he could give her a hug and a kiss. What a little player! A genius little player at that!
So, it’s been a very fussy afternoon in our household, what with Nolan crying and complaining. Matt hasn’t been home yet either – he’s working on a project at his buddy’s house. Hopefully he gets it all done, and on time, or he won’t get any of my muffins. 😉 heh.
So yeah, it’s been a really good day (the love notes, the mocha coffee, the well-behaved toddler during our morning walk to J’s bus) with some not so great parts (ruining muffins, my knee hurting, my baby not feeling the greatest, oh…and disability not giving us quite as much as I thought they would).
But…I’m excited for bedtime tonight. I’m exhausted, Nolan’s exhausted, and Matt’s probably exhausted. Plus, I need to get up early tomorrow morning again: I have a consult with my bone specialist. Hopefully he can tell me what the next plan of action is.