Hello from the land of dirty diapers, cold meals, few showers, and short nap times. We’re slowly digging our way out of the blur that is life with a newborn and trying to establish a new normal which seems to change by the day. Despite the aforementioned, we’re absolutely in love with our little babe. She’s so sweet and already flashing us gummy grins and raspy coos. She’s nonstop motion and loves to hold her head up on her own—a little too independent for her own good. She looks exactly like her daddy. We still haven’t figured out who her mom is yet. Kidding. Not kidding. If nothing else, she has my appetite, which lately consists of a very healthy (daily) dose of granola—the last granola recipe I’ll ever make. Read more
I’m 10 days late with this announcement, but I haven’t been able to peel my eyes off this little girl. Hallie was born pretty fast on Friday the 13th. I’m calling it lucky. She’s happy and smiley when awake, spending the majority of her days eating and pooping. She has a squeaky cry and golden hair. She looks just like her daddy, but we’re thinking she may have some of her mom’s feistiness. We’re so, so in love. I’ll fill you in on the details later, but for now, here’s what I’ve been cooking these last nine months.
I was hoping to post a picture of a cute swaddly little girl this week. She decided to keep cooking. So instead, you’ve got peach crisp. It’s not nearly as cute. I apologize. But it’s equally as good. It’s gestation period is only 30 minutes which beats the whole 9 month thing. Crisp, you win this week. Baby, I guess this means you win too. Read more