Mini Tuesday Roundup

Pictures (and blogging) have definitely taken a backseat to Christmas and Birthday preparations, but here are a few pictures we have taken over the last few weeks:

Setting up the tree:

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Matt and Liam taking the Christmas Train out for its first spin of the season:

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Anxiously awaiting his release from the bottom step (his hands were far to busy to be helpful):

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After getting new batteries, we were finally a go!

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Birthday celebration:

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Shannon: “Look, Liam!  A quilt for your big boy bed!”

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Liam:  “Ooooh, Stars!”

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Liam:  “Ooooh, scissors!”

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Liam and Elmo (notice his finger on the button–it stayed there for our continuous Country Elmo enjoyment):

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I thought this was a Matt face, but…

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“Hello?”

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“It’s for me!  Hello?”

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The ever-popular race car:

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Pit stop:

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Artist:

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It’s Train Time!

This morning we braved the cold and headed out to the Botanical Gardens to see the train exhibit and ride the Holiday Express around the Great Lawn.  Liam had a fantastic time.  Here are a few pictures from the trip.

All bundled up and ready to get in the car:

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This kid loves a good bagel:

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So this picture is completely off topic–but I’ve seen these signs at several gas stations around town and I always wonder what it means.  Is it safe to hug in front of this sign?  Is it a babysitting drop-off point?  Is there supposed to be a police officer here (although I’ve never seen one in front of a sign)?:

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Aaaaaand, we’re off!

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Behold, the sweetness:

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Conical tree:

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This is what I got when I asked for a smile:

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Moore in America:

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Gazing at the train:

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Train exhibit:

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Waiting patiently for the train to come around the track:

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“Oh!  Oh!  There it is!” (Note:  He is actually drooling here.  Seriously.)

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Holiday Express:

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Riding the Holiday Express:

(Again — I asked for a smile…)

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“We’re gonna ride the train!”

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“We’re riding!”

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Sheer joy:

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Pensive moment:

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Dad loves Trains, too!

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Watching the Holiday Express:

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Mini Thanksgiving Roundup

Things have been a bit crazy around here lately, but I’m hoping that in another week we’ll have some before and after shots of the painting project.  Although I know you’re just chomping at the bit for pictures of 70s paneling and previously dingy walls, for now you’ll have to settle for some Thanksgiving shots of Liam.  Disappointing, I know.

With GGDad and GGMom before the chowing began:

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Liam’s Thanksgiving feast consisted of two courses:  yeast rolls and candy corn.  He cleansed his palette between the two with a smidge or two of a turkey cake pop.

Before the massacre:

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The sacrificial fowl:

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Nom, nom, nom:

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After the decapitation:

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Candy corn, dinner of champions:

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The face that prompted Liam to learn the phrase “GGDad is CRAZY!”  (Can you blame him?)

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White flour and high fructose corn syrup combine to create quite a sugar high.  Who’d’ve thunk it?  The primary result was about 20 minutes of Liam rolling a car down the hall at my parents’ house and screaming with delight as it was rolled back and Matt helped him jump over it as it came his way (let no one ever say that silliness isn’t valued in this family).  The secondary result was some of my favorite pictures of Matt and Liam:

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Saturday Splurge

This past Saturday’s splurge meal was Portobello Penne Pasta Casserole.  It wasn’t new to us.  It wasn’t difficult.  It is a splurge meal simply by virtue of the fact that it’s awesome.  Also, there’s butter involved.

I made the following changes:

  • I used an entire 16 oz. package of penne and it was whole wheat
  • I used 12 oz. of portobellos
  • I used butter instead of margarine
  • I never know what kind of milk to which they’re referring in things like this so I used one cup of whole and one cup of skim to make up the two cups it calls for
  • I used 8 oz. (which is about 2 shredded cups of most cheeses) of monterrey jack cheese in the sauce and sprinkled just enough mozzarella to cover on top after everything was mixed together (maybe a 1/2 cup, shredded?)
  • I used 16 oz. of spinach and squeezed it out thoroughly
  • I used light soy sauce

This dish became an instant family favorite when I first made it in early September.  It’s definite comfort food, but is meatless (fitting the qualifications of the dinner guests we had at the time).  It’s perfect served with a spinach salad and a glass of wine.  Plus, it’s relatively easy, which is very important on a weekend when we’re trying to finish projects around the house.

Here’s a picture:

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The picture really doesn’t do it justice, but I promise it’s fantastic!

If You Give A Mouse A Cookie…

…he’ll learn to drink from a straw!

Recently, I splurged on a copy of If You Give A Mouse A Cookie for Liam.  It’s one of my favorite children’s books and I knew that it would be perfect for him, so I treated myself during a recent trip to Barnes and Noble.

The first unintended consequence was a sudden and immediate thirst for milk as soon as the mouse wanted a glass of milk.

The second was a burning desire to color as soon as the mouse broke out his crayons.

Tonight was the coup de grace of unintended consequences.  You see, I’ve been trying to get Liam to drink from a straw for the past 9 months.  The mouse drinks from a straw so Matt suggested giving it another shot in the context of the book.  He cut off a bendy straw (less distance for the water to travel — that husband of mine is some kind of smart).  He referenced the beloved book.  Liam drank from a straw.  And drank, and drank, and drank.  He finished an entire glass of water and went back for more.

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We’re okay until Liam realizes that the mouse gives himself a haircut…

Saturday Splurge

Tonight we went for a trio of Cooking Light dishes.  Our starter was Pears with Goat Cheese and Preserves (pretty self explanatory).  It was super-tasty and would serve very well as a visually appealing appetizer at a party, in addition to being fairly easy and not too hard on the waistline, either.  Here’s a picture:

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Next up was Farfalle with Creamy Wild Mushroom Sauce.  I’m really struggling for words on this one.  I’m (almost) not kidding when I say I could eat this every night and be happy.  It was relatively easy and I only made a few alterations.  I used 12 oz. of farfalle instead of the 16 oz. it called for (this was suggested by other reviewers and was a great tip — especially since I could only find the stuff in 12 oz. packages at the store).  I also used a full cup of cream (instead of 2/3 of a cup).  I did this mainly because I bought a container that had 1 cup in it and I don’t use heavy cream very frequently so I decided to go ahead and go for it.  I ended up using 16 oz. of baby bellas instead of the wild mushroom mix because there was only one package left at the Publix and it didn’t look particularly fresh.  Lastly, I couldn’t find shallots at our Publix, so I used 3 green onions (chopped finely) and about 1/2 TBS extra minced garlic.

Without a solid comparison (at this point) I’m giving full credit for the deliciousness to the (extremely) expensive cheese I used.  I looked all over the specialty cheese section at the grocery store to find the Parmigiano-Reggiano in brick form.  I found one option.  The grated versions were going for around $4 for a 12 oz. container.  I figured that the per ounce price would be cheaper on the brick form.  Boy, was I wrong.  I never located the price tag (sneakily placed on the BACK of the package) until I pulled out the wedge tonight to grate it.  I paid $12.53 for this particular brick of cheese (no wonder our bill was so high this week).  The per pound price?  Wait for it…$21.99!  Is that even legal?  Seriously?  I guess I’ll find out if this cheese was the reason for the deliciousness, because I guarantee I’ll be buying the grated kind for $4 next time around.

The real proof?  Liam ate two full servings, mushrooms included.  He was shoveling it in with both hands.  It was the first splurge meal that we had ready in time for him to eat the night we made it and it was a rousing success.  This picture does not do it justice:

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We finished the meal off with Blue-Ribbon Apple Pie made by my wonderful husband (our resident pastry chef).  He’s officially a pie-making fool.  We topped it off with some 1/2 fat vanilla bean ice cream and we’re both stuffed and happy.

Here he is finishing off the pie construction:

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Finished product:

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A la mode:

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I’d go so far as to say that this might have been the best splurge meal yet!

Fall Family Fun

It’s that time of the year again where we’ll spend the next month fighting valiantly in the battle of the oak trees.  Unfortunately, no matter what we do, we seem to lose — but every year there’s renewed hope!  This year we had a new helper to add to the bunch.  Here are some pictures from this morning:

King of the leaf pile!

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Fall fling (quite literally):

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Sticking the landing:

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Leaves!

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Prince of the leaves!

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“Takin’ a rest with Da:”

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“HUG DA!!!”

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Q: “Hey Liam, are you taking a rest?”

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A: “Yep.”

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Scrunch face lives:

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“HUG DA!!!” (Part 1):

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“HUG DA!!!”  (Part 2):

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“HUG DA!!!”  (Part 3: Goal Achieved):

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It’s a bird…

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It’s a plane…

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It’s a bear!  (“Rooooar!”)

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“Hooray!”

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“I don’t know why you people insist on standing to rake…”

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“…okay — point conceded.”

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Jeepers, creepers…

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Tuesday: It’s What’s For Dinner

Let me start this post by making an admission:  I know absolutely nothing about cooking red meat.  If it’s not ground up for use in chili or tacos I’m at a complete loss.  It scares me because it’s expensive and there are about 1,001 ways in which to screw it up.  I married a man who loves meat and potatoes.  He never complains about what I make for dinner.  If it’s hot, he’s happy.  He even eats the leftovers that I can’t stomach (except for that eggplant pasta recipe from a few weeks back, but no one could have eaten that).  Because of this, I found myself putting pot roast on the menu for this week despite the fact that meat scares me and I don’t really like pot roast.  (I figured I’d start in slow with the meat preparation by making something in the crock pot where everything magically comes out moist.)

I started out with this recipe.  I figured that over 4,000 reviews was enough for me to trust the rating.  Also, anything with cream of mushroom soup and an onion soup packet sounds good to me.  I made the following changes/substitutions:

  • I used 98% fat free cream of mushroom soup
  • I used a sirloin tip roast instead of the specified “pot roast” (and to be honest I’m not even sure that this is a substitution, since I don’t know what a pot roast really is…I just knew that sirloin tends to mean less fatty and it looked like a big hunk of meat in the package, which is what I envision when I hear the term “roast”…plus it wasn’t completely exorbitantly priced, so I just bought it…)
  • The roast was around 3 pounds instead of the 4-5 the recipe indicated.  It would take us a week to eat a 4-5 pound roast…
  • I cooked it for a shorter period of time on high (I did about 6 hours instead of what the recipe says–which I think was 4 hours)
  • I added a bunch of baby carrots since as I mentioned before, I don’t really like pot roast in general, but I do like the baby carrots that go with it, so I made sure to hedge my bets on this one

Here it is, in process:

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Here’s a very happy Matt, carving up the roast:

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The second recipe is called “Cowboy Mashed Potatoes.”  I followed the recipe on this one for the most part as well.  Here are the changes:

  • I used minced garlic (since that’s what I had)
  • I used canned diced jalapenos (I made the mistake once of using a fresh one and despite using gloves there was a lot of residual burning in the eye and face area despite the fact that I tried really hard not to touch anything, so I decided it wasn’t worth it…I used what looked like the equivalent of one diced pepper)
  • I added fat free sour cream at the end (about a cup) to make it creamier

Here’s the finished product:

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The pot roast was okay.  I asked Matt how he’d rate it and his answer was “average” although he followed it up with this caveat: “run-of-the-mill pot roast is high on the scale of things to eat.”  In short, he was thrilled with his dinner.  The gravy that it makes is really good, and the carrots were perfection.  I think it’s the texture of pot roast that doesn’t thrill me, and this would have been dry without the gravy, but I’d definitely eat it again (which is good because we’ll have it for several nights).
The potatoes were very tasty and although I had to boil the mixture for around 35 minutes (instead of the 15-20 that the recipe indicates) they were very easy and came together quickly after the boiling was finished.

Here’s a picture of the completed stick-to-your-ribs dinner:

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I do feel a little like a stuffed pig (there’s a reason that “meat and potatoes” is synonymous with a hearty meal), but everything was good and I made my husband happy, so that’s a win in my book.