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Aug. 26th, 2010 06:15 pmGah. Ever have one of those days that should be good but things just go wrong? Went over to friends' houses this morning, and as we were making our way back (after arguing with Toby if he was going to ride his bike or not), hubby stopped as he drove out of the development. "You have your keys, right?" he asked.
"Yup," I said, jangling my keychain.
About 100 yards from home, Trevor tripped and skinned his knee. Great. So he's howling, Toby wants off his bike, Toby is soaked from playing with a hose with his buddies, and it's getting really hot. I pull out my keys... only to discover that I'd left the house key tied to my shoes when I went running last night.
In a word, shit.
Went next door to the neighbor's and ring the bell, because the Mister's car is in the driveway. Either he doesn't hear me or thinks I'm a salesman or whatever, but I figure I'll go to the other side. Try two more neighbors, no one is home. Go back to the original, because I know they have a copy of our key after I locked myself out of the house five months pregnant wearing only robe and relying on my forgotten Chinese to get back in. However, the Mister doesn't even know we have a key, and can't find it. All does end well- I called hubby and he hadn't gotten too far as he was eating lunch at the local Wegman's (where, amusingly enough, he ran into the Missus from next door), and he came home and let us in. But this entire time Trevor his howling because his knee hurts and won't let me put him down and Toby is asking question after question and my back is KILLING me and my head is killing me.... AND I made the mistake of mentioning going out for lunch, so Trevor is dying to go to McDonald's. (I swear- that kid and McDonald's....)
So this afternoon, after the kids finish naps/upstairs time, we make cupcakes. Usually, this is a fun activity. But it's getting less fun now that they're old enough to fight over whose turn it is. And they keep asking me if they can lick the beaters yet. I finally DO give them the beaters... and it's ever so much fun because Trevor is in that stage where he can't bear to get anything on his hands. One drop and it's "SPILL! SPILL! SPILL!!! NAPKIN!! NAPKIN!! NAPKIN!!" Grow out of this already, please. (Also, kiddo, if you don't like the feeling of hair in your mouth, maybe you shouldn't put your snow leopard's tail in there, huh??? I'm just saying....)
Anyway, the cupcakes should be good. I really like this recipe. It is the one cupcake recipe I've ever made where I truly think that it does not require frosting. This makes it ideal for two reasons: 1.) it's a quick dessert, and 2.) the kids are not allowed to bring anything with frosting as a snack for preschool. (The logic is 2 teachers + 18 kids + frosting = a bigger mess than they feel like cleaning up. I understand this logic.) But I am a frosting LOVER, and I made these once with frosting, and we all thought they tasted better without. They really do taste a lot like chocolate chip cookies, but with a lighter texture. (They aren't quite cupcake texture, though. They're neat.)
So, ( Chocolate Chunk Cookie Cupcakes )
"Yup," I said, jangling my keychain.
About 100 yards from home, Trevor tripped and skinned his knee. Great. So he's howling, Toby wants off his bike, Toby is soaked from playing with a hose with his buddies, and it's getting really hot. I pull out my keys... only to discover that I'd left the house key tied to my shoes when I went running last night.
In a word, shit.
Went next door to the neighbor's and ring the bell, because the Mister's car is in the driveway. Either he doesn't hear me or thinks I'm a salesman or whatever, but I figure I'll go to the other side. Try two more neighbors, no one is home. Go back to the original, because I know they have a copy of our key after I locked myself out of the house five months pregnant wearing only robe and relying on my forgotten Chinese to get back in. However, the Mister doesn't even know we have a key, and can't find it. All does end well- I called hubby and he hadn't gotten too far as he was eating lunch at the local Wegman's (where, amusingly enough, he ran into the Missus from next door), and he came home and let us in. But this entire time Trevor his howling because his knee hurts and won't let me put him down and Toby is asking question after question and my back is KILLING me and my head is killing me.... AND I made the mistake of mentioning going out for lunch, so Trevor is dying to go to McDonald's. (I swear- that kid and McDonald's....)
So this afternoon, after the kids finish naps/upstairs time, we make cupcakes. Usually, this is a fun activity. But it's getting less fun now that they're old enough to fight over whose turn it is. And they keep asking me if they can lick the beaters yet. I finally DO give them the beaters... and it's ever so much fun because Trevor is in that stage where he can't bear to get anything on his hands. One drop and it's "SPILL! SPILL! SPILL!!! NAPKIN!! NAPKIN!! NAPKIN!!" Grow out of this already, please. (Also, kiddo, if you don't like the feeling of hair in your mouth, maybe you shouldn't put your snow leopard's tail in there, huh??? I'm just saying....)
Anyway, the cupcakes should be good. I really like this recipe. It is the one cupcake recipe I've ever made where I truly think that it does not require frosting. This makes it ideal for two reasons: 1.) it's a quick dessert, and 2.) the kids are not allowed to bring anything with frosting as a snack for preschool. (The logic is 2 teachers + 18 kids + frosting = a bigger mess than they feel like cleaning up. I understand this logic.) But I am a frosting LOVER, and I made these once with frosting, and we all thought they tasted better without. They really do taste a lot like chocolate chip cookies, but with a lighter texture. (They aren't quite cupcake texture, though. They're neat.)
So, ( Chocolate Chunk Cookie Cupcakes )
