SAHMs for Target

Remember when I said that I was turning over a new leaf and REALLY going to try to grow a nice wardrobe and stop buying all my clothes at Target?  Well, for the most part, I have been working hard on it.  In fact, I’ve got four items I’m picking up from the tailor tomorrow.  Wahoo!

But I must admit that I went on a little shopping spree at Target.  I didn’t mean to.  I just had a little bit of toddler-free time on my hands, so I decided to go out on a limb and try some things on, and doggone it if they didn’t all fit and look really, really good on!  I never have that kind of luck anywhere.  I thought maybe I was hormonal or hallucinating because no way could everything fit me, including a maxi dress.  My mother later pointed out that it’s probably a regular length dress but just looks like a maxi dress on me.  Either way, I rocked it, so I bought it.

I’m sorry to all the people who were disappointed with the Lilly Pulitzer for Target letdown this past weekend, but I think these finds are just as incredible.

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If you look in my closet, you will basically see black, white, and gray.  I’m so excited to have some bright and feminine color in my wardrobe.

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This light knit top hits just above the waist.  It’s perfect for spring and summer on days I find myself inside with the chilly a/c like church or the grocery store.

I also picked up some casual wear, because sometimes I just need to look presentable enough to take my daughter for a walk through our neighborhood or into a grocery store.

 

IMG_9783They had some really cute and flattering athletic wear, including these shorts.  I picked up a pair in another color, as well as these, thigh thinning leggings, two sports bras, and a black tank.  I still haven’t mustered up the insanity to buy LuLuLemon.  I have a couple of things from Athleta, but nothing that’s made me a convert to overpriced workout gear.

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People, THIS is an improvement.

 

Playful Learning: Colors

Does anyone remember the great dress debate of late February 2015?  Yeah, that rocked me to my core.  Because I know my colors, and I know that my husband is supposed to be the one that’s colorblind.  Yet, he saw blue and black, and I saw white and gold.  So how am I supposed to teach my daughter colors if I’m not sure she’s seeing what I’m seeing?

We’ve already had some arguments.

Ellis:  “Orange!”

Me:  “That’s red, honey.”

Ellis:  “No, orange!”

Replace the words orange and red in that conversation with the words black and blue, black and purple, blue and green, and repeat.  And the colors in Ellis’s Color Wonders collection are all variations of shades, so sometimes I’m like, “Is that red or is it orange?”  Teaching basic facts to a toddler is not as simple as it seems, and sometimes I concede to her.  “Okay, honey, it’s orange.”

We’ve been working on identifying and naming colors for a couple of months now.  The first color that stuck with Ellis was orange.  It is now her favorite color and the one she is most excited to point out and identify.  She can correctly name black, white, brown, orange, blue, pink, and peach.  Yes, I told her about peach once because I had no other name for that Color Wonder marker that came in her Hello Kitty pack.  It only took me telling her once to get it.  Now green, red, purple, and yellow on the other hand are works in progress.  She can correctly identify or pick out those colors most of the time, but she has a hard time naming them if we ask her.  I think part of it is that they are harder to say, but other than that, I’m stumped.  Trav and I joke that she is going to be able to identify colors like crimson and chartreuse before she gets red and yellow.  All the same, we’re working on it.

Of course, we color every day.  She has those triangle-shaped crayons, but they’re still easily breakable, and sometimes she sneaks away with one and uses it in a place she shouldn’t (read: the ceiling of my car, our love seat, the carpet?).  Crayon easily comes off walls and solid surfaces with a Magic Eraser, but fabric?  If someone can tell me how to get it out, I’d appreciate it.  Luckily, the blue she used on the loveseat blends well with the blue floral pattern, so it’s not easily noticeable.  That being said, crayons are often the enemy as are all writing tools, but I LOVE the Color Wonders markers from Crayola.  We still correct her if she tries to use them on anything but her coloring books, but it’s nice to not have to watch her like a hawk with them.

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Coloring in a laundry basket because why not?

 

Read or Don’t:

Here are some great books to reinforce color identification:

Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? by Bill Martin, Jr. and Eric Carle

She didn’t like this book when she was younger, but now she can practically recite it, and often does when she’s playing or riding around in the back seat of the car.  In our copy, the blue horse is actually blue and purple, so that can be confusing, and again, makes me question my own sight. Also, she sounds super cute pronouncing teacher and children.

Pantone: Colors by Pantone

Yes, Pinterest says you can go to the hardware store, pick up some paint swatches, and create a book of colors for your toddler, but this is much better because someone’s already done it for you and better than you.  It’s cute, simple, and the size and way it lays flat makes it great for activities.  I picked my copy up from the library, but I’m thinking about buying a copy of our own.

 

Mouse Paint by Ellen Stoll Walsh

A cute little story to teach primary and secondary colors.  Ellis requests this book at every story time.  I think the concept of mixing colors to create new ones is a little over her head, but she likes yelling out the colors the mice jump in and the color of puddles the mice make, and she gives a cute little hip shake when the mice dance in the puddles.

Mix It Up by Herve Tullet

This book is like magic to a 21 month old.  It’s interactive where you tap on dots, shake the book, squeeze it closed, and use your fingers to mix colors.  Basically, it’s finger painting without the mess.  Her favorite thing to do is place her hand on the page and count to five, though sometimes she only counts to three or four, depending on her mood.

Try or Don’t:

My attempt at a “learning activity” to teach Ellis yellow since she has a hard time identifying and naming it.  First, we went on a scavenger hunt to find items of Ellis’s that were yellow.  When I say we, I mean I went on a scavenger hunt and located the items.

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Next, I pulled out some paper and let her color with her yellow marker and crayons.  Because it’s fun to draw with only one color, right?  We stepped it up and did some finger painting outside with the yellow paint.  She’s not a big fan of paint on her hands at this point.

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I even put her in a yellow shirt!

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This is what Ellis thought of my “learning activity.”

She still can’t name yellow.

 

Any other good ideas that have worked for teaching colors to your tots?  Share them with me in the comments below.

Moderately Extreme Makeover: Closet Edition

I treated becoming a mom as an excuse to stop caring about myself.  As long as the baby is happy, healthy, and dressed impeccably, who cares about the disaster of a woman holding her hand, right?  I’m not sure what has changed recently, but I think I just got tired of looking and feeling awful.  We go to a toddler gym, and while that’s a safe place to be dressed like a tired house mom, their walls are covered floor to ceiling in mirrors to remind me that I look like a tired house mom.  Even when I would get a chance to go on a date with my husband, many times I would not have found the time to wash my hair and so taking a date-selfie and sharing it with the cyber world was out of the question.

I see moms around me everywhere who are pulled together, and I’ve decided that part of my happiness has always been feeling great about myself.  So, I am giving myself a makeover, much like that awful reality show several years ago called “The Swan” where they did extreme makeovers on women.  I’m not going so far as plastic surgery, but I can definitely improve everywhere else.

First thing’s first.  My wardrobe.

There’s this thing going around the internet mostly on lifestyle blogs and YouTube called a “closet detox,” where women are going through their overly-cluttered closets and cleaning them out. I find it slightly annoying they call it a “detox” instead of what it really is – cleaning and organizing.  I also am annoyed when people say they like things to happen organically.  Stop it.

I watch these videos and I’m like, “Whuh?”  My closet needs to eat a sandwich, not go on a juice cleanse, if you know what I mean.  Long ago, I had a pretty decent closet, but it was mostly work clothes – business pants and so. many. cardigans.  Then I got preggers, and the majority of my wardrobe was maternity wear or clothes 2 sizes larger than I normally wear.  Then I had a baby and couldn’t care less about my clothes, and that’s really where things began to fall apart.  The only new clothes I would buy came from Target when I was on another diaper run, and I only bought things that were both cheap and nursing-friendly.  Also, loose and comfortable were major criteria.

Now it’s almost 2 years later, and I have no excuses.  As I was starting to organize my new closet, I realized I had a healthy collection of sweaters, jackets, cocktail dresses (from days of yore), and fall pieces, but no clothes for warmer months.  I live in Florida.  How is that possible???  I remember.  I lived in my gym clothes (still do), whether I was working out or not (usually not).

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The entirety of my spring/summer wardrobe. I don’t even know what to say about this. Did I just never leave the house last year???

We’re in a new house with a closet that can actually fit a decent wardrobe.  I want to collect a few key pieces:  casual, daily wear; family dates; hubby dates; and Sunday church attire.  So, I’ve been doing some research on what people are actually wearing these days and getting ideas for things that I’ll actually enjoy wearing.  I’ve been subscribing to mommy and petite fashion blogs; I follow liketoknow.it; and I watch YouTube videos.  I did a YouTube search for “cute mom outfits,” and in one of the videos I watched, the woman actually said my entire wardrobe cannot be from Target.  Bummer.

To help me along, I’ve also decided to do two things that I have never done before:

1.  If I like it, buy it.  At a store or online, I am weird about not wanting to buy a single item.  If I see one cute shirt but nothing else, I’ll put it back because I need at least 2 items to make the transaction worthwhile.  I really can’t explain it.  It doesn’t make sense, but I am breaking that habit.

2.  If it doesn’t quite fit, get it tailored.  I am 5’1″.  I qualify as petite which means nothing fits me right.  Everything is big in the sleeves and chest and too long for my short legs.  I’ve decided I’m not going to let ill-fitting clothes  deter me.  This is really the only way I’m ever going to have clothes that fit my body.  Yes, I’m 33 years old, and I am just now figuring this out.

So, here goes nothing.  I’ve already placed some orders and got a little pile ready to get altered.  I’ll let you know how it goes and share my wardrobe as it grows.  And one day I hope I can be cute enough to take selfies with my adorable toddler again!

 

Learning as She Grows

The other day on Facebook I saw a post from a mother in one of my neighborhood moms’ groups asking what others did with their children for “tot school” or structured learning activities at home.  I had never heard the term tot school before, but I gave my non-expert 2 cents based on my experiences.

My response:

It’s all about learning through fun at this age. I found that if I sound too much like I’m trying to teach my daughter, the less interested she’s going to be. 10 min “lessons” is the max we do. Pick a theme or topic, then revolve story time and play time around it. Don’t try to force it, though, if your child’s not interested in whatever activity you may have planned. Let him take the lead.

That’s basically all I do in a nut shell.  I don’t intentionally do “Tot School” at home with Ellis, but I do like to try out new activities with her that might help reinforce things we’re working on with her.  We all do one form or another of tot school, because as parents one of our natural roles is to be the very first teacher for our kids.  And we  teach the best way possible, through teachable moments and authentic experiences.

I don’t believe in structured lessons or worksheets.  Worksheets are horrible.  Don’t even get me started.  I was touring preschools a month or two back, and one school was trying to sell me on the fact that basically all of their learning is through workbooks… for 2-year-olds.  I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.

Reading, singing, art, play, interaction.  That’s all our tots need from us to grow their minds.  I’ll try to share on here occasionally some of the things I am doing with Ellis, successful or not, that could be categorized as tot school activities, books she loves to read, songs she loves to sing, and more.  So be on the lookout for that.

Do you (or did you) do intentional learning with your toddler?

 

 

Easter Weekend

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Stacking ingredients is part of meal prep.

We had a rather unorthodox Easter this year, but surprisingly still one of the better Easter’s we’ve had in the past few years.  My mother and grandmother moved into town late Saturday night with the help of a couple of Mom’s girlfriends.  They all stayed at our house for the night, so we had lots of company for breakfast.

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The table is set… and only then did we remember we had a leaf we could have put in. Ellis and I squeezed together on the end.

Ellis had a ton of people to play with that morning, and it was nice to let someone else keep her busy.  I had prepped a breakfast casserole the night before, so I threw that in the oven while Trav whipped up a batch of his mother’s very best buttermilk pancakes.  We added blueberries because we had some in the fridge.

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All routine went out the window today. Nap in the car on the way to Grama’s.

After breakfast, the ladies packed up and headed over to Mom and Oma’s new home, along with Travase, to start unloading the U-haul.  It was apparent that we weren’t going to make church service, and I really didn’t want to take Ellis by myself on probably the busiest Sunday of the year.  So instead, I worked on getting Ellis and myself cleaned up, and then we headed over to get in the way of all the work.  No Easter outfit for her because I knew she was just going to be getting dirty.

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This is the best Easter photo I got of her that day.

Later that evening, everyone came back to our house for a quick and simple dinner.  I made ham and cheese sliders and a strawberry spinach salad.  Everyone was pretty exhausted, so they left soon after, and we put the tot to bed.

How was your Easter?

In the Kitchen with Ellis: Weeknight Pizza

This meal was inspired by an episode of Daniel Tiger where Daniel’s mom made pizza as her way of showing how much she loves her son.  I decided I better make Ellis a pizza, too, lest she thinks I don’t love her!  I didn’t go all out with dough from scratch and form it into the shape of a heart like Daniel’s mother did, so I guess I don’t love Ellis as much as she loves her son…

I was just recovering from a wrecked kitchen from dinner the night before, and after cleaning up that insane mess, swore that we would be eating take-out for dinner.  I always say I’m going to order out dinner on the night’s Travase isn’t here, but I never do.  It’s actually just simpler to figure something out at home.

Ellis doesn’t eat well for her babysitter, so she’s usually starving when I get home.  We started making this pizza before I even had a chance to put away the groceries.

We started with a little oil on the precooked crust, which I guess is a good thing it was cooked because she managed a bite out of it before I handed her the sauce.

IMG_9260While she was oiling and saucing the pizza, I cut up a green bell pepper.  She started getting a little crazy with the sauce and liked making it splash and fling onto the floor.  Again, I need to remember to put on her apron (found at the dollar store) or at least to undress her before starting these things!  Next, she started sucking the sauce off the pizza.

IMG_9263The way things were going, I didn’t mess with chopping an onion or cleaning the mushrooms, and I couldn’t find black olives at my grocery store, so our toppings consisted of green pepper, turkey pepperoni (because I suck), and cheese.

Ellis was picking off the cheese and pepperoni faster than I could put it on.  So there were lots of bald spots.  Her first taste of green pepper, she said, “Ew!” and handed it to me.

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In went the pizza, and then Ellis had mac n’ cheese, corn, and sweet potatoes for dinner.  Go figure.

Jell-O Cookie Review

Jello Cookies – Easy Sugar Cookies Flavored with Jell-O from EatingonaDime.com

I saw this recipe over a month ago and had been waiting for the right time to make these.  After some fun at My Gym this morning, I thought it would be fun and festive to make some Easter-y, colorful cookies with Ellis.  Let’s see how it went down…

First step:

Try to get the ingredients and work space organized.  Distract the toddler.  Pretzels work.  For a minute.  Add some raisins and baking tools.  But then she spies sprinkles.  A few sprinkles won’t hurt.  She wants all the sprinkles.

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Step Two:

While she’s distracted, create the dough by creaming the wet ingredients and adding the dry.  Stir, stir, stir.  Hide the sprinkles.

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Step Three:

Divide dough and mix in Jell-O flavors/colors.  This was the most time-consuming, messy, and required a lot of space and bowls.  Our hands were too messy to get any photos, so we’ll skip to Ellis losing interest.

Step Four:

Ellis’s hands got too dirty, so she insisted on washing them.  Off she goes to the kitchen sink for a little impromptu water play.  The floor and her clothes are soaked.  And only then do I remember she has an apron.

Step Five:

She grabs a snack from the pantry because she realizes I’m obviously not making her lunch this morning.  She dumps half of it on the floor for Alex and returns to her step stool to “ride the horsey.”  I finish the cookies and get them in the oven.

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Step Six:

Clean up the kitchen while Ellis plays with the remaining dough and sugar in a bowl.  Watching carefully, I’m just thankful she hadn’t thought to put the handful of sugar in her mouth.  Strip her clothes off, change her diaper while she protests, and keep her out of the kitchen while I pull the cookies out to cool.

Step Seven:

Spend 30-40 minutes getting Ellis down for a nap.  First she must color, then ride her horsey, then take a trip down her slide, then read 3 books, then sing, then just one more book, then a big hug but don’t let go!, then in the crib and some really pitiful crying that makes me feel awful.  Close the door.

Step Eight:

Finish cleaning the kitchen, kind of.  Eat my first meal of the day.  Vacuum and mop the floor.  Try the cookies.  Um, why did I ever think artificial fruit flavored cookies would taste good?  Completely related, the kitchen smells like Skittles.

THE END PRODUCT:

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They were thick like the original photo when they went in the oven but flattened out in the oven.

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Pinterest Photo:

jello-cookiesFinal Thoughts

Difficulty:  Not exactly difficult.  Just time-consuming and super messy.

Taste:  Not gonna lie.  I did not enjoy these cookies.  I feel like my tongue is burning, and I can’t get the taste off of it.  Don’t like the smell either.  Making a mental note to never bake with Jell-O gelatin powder.  No.

Toddler Friendly?  She enjoyed kneading the dough for a short time, but the whole process took too long to keep her interested and left her unsupervised to make even larger messes while I was a distracted mommy.

Weekend at the Farm… and Target

We had plans to visit Connor’s Amaizing Acres last Saturday for their Easter Egg-stravaganza.  Connor’s is the place to go in the fall for all sorts of seasonal farm fun including a corn maze, wagon ride, pumpkin picking, and horse rides.  It’s an hour drive, so it’s got to be worthwhile for all those families who have to travel that far with kids.  This weekend was unseasonably cold.  So cold that I didn’t believe my weather app, and also, what does 58 degrees feel like?  I couldn’t remember.

Fortunately, Ellis took a 40 minute nap in the car on the way, so we didn’t have to worry about her being tired and cranky.  She woke up about 5 minutes before we got there.  We took a hay ride and fed the cows.  We rode the cow train.  We ate really good barbecue.  When it came time for the Easter egg hunt, Ellis wanted to play in the corn instead, so when we finally got her over to the barn, the egg hunt was over.  She enjoyed watching all the different types of fowl and kept saying, “Cock-a-doooo!”

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My attempt at keeping her entertained for the hour ride home.

 

Back at home, we pulled out a cheap dollar store kite I had purchased for her Easter basket.  It was a breezy day, so it seemed like a great time to try it out.  Well, lesson learned that you get what you pay for.  It was still fun to hang out together outside, and when we were done playing, we pulled out some blankets (Alex was shivering in my lap) and just cuddled together.

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That’s Alex’s little white head poking out of the blanket.

 

Sunday, I took Ellis to church while Travase went to take care of things at our old house in preparation of my mom and grandmother moving in.  But that evening when he got back home, I needed to go to Target, so we decided to make it a family trip.  Let me tell you how much I’ve been wanting a family trip to Target, and I’m not joking!  Going with a toddler can be interesting, somewhat fun, but also stressful, and I’m sure to leave with things we didn’t need and forget things that we did need.  Going by myself can be a nice treat, but it’s also lonely, and I look around at all the moms with their children and sometimes husbands in tow, and I miss my family.  So yeah, I was excited to have the extra help and companionship.

Overall, my favorite weekends are the ones where my family is together, no matter what we’re doing.

Toddler Play Series: Bathroom Fun

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Let’s face it.  We can’t entertain our tots all the time.  Sometimes we have to do things like get ourselves dressed, make a meal, or clean up the kitchen.  This series will show you how I keep my 1.5 year old entertained when I’ve got to get things done.  I’m not mentioning media use, not because I don’t use it, but because those are obvious forms of distraction.  I could write entirely separate posts on Ellis’s favorite apps and shows to watch.

When we moved into our new house, we gained an extra bathroom, and yet we went from using two bathrooms regularly to all three of us using only one.  It just seems easier that way, and less to clean I guess.  The mornings when we’re all three in there getting ready is probably my favorite part of the day because it’s usually the one and only time that we’re all together as a family most days.  The following list is how Ellis occupies her time when we’re hanging out in the bathroom.

Bathroom Play

  • Shower Share – Ellis takes more showers than baths these days.  Since we moved into our new house, we all use one bathroom, and it’s just easier that way.  When we’ve got to get a shower, Ellis comes in with us.  It’s a great way to get her cleaned up from breakfast, and she usually likes to play in there after we get out.  We can easily see her through the glass and listen to her singing.  I bought shaving cream for her to play with, but surprisingly she doesn’t like touching it or getting it on her hands.  She prefers the window squeegee.
  • Bath Ball Pit – The problem with the tub in our new place is that the faucet is easily accessible by our little toddler.  The bigger problem is that the hot water handle is closest to her.  She loves to come in and turn the water on.  Any type of bath play works, but when I don’t really have time to sit and give her bath, I keep the water drain open.  Throw in some balls for extra fun.  Bath crayons are great, for her.  They’re actually a pain to clean; they require a Magic Eraser (essential when you have a toddler) and lots of scrubbing.IMG_8917
  • Makeup with Mommy – Pull out some old brushes, makeup you don’t care much about and let her pretend to get ready with you.  Even still, she’ll want to use the brushes and makeup I’m using.  I have broken concealer crayons, finger scrapes in my blush, and had to replace my blush brush twice, but whatevs.  Whatever it takes to get ready in the morning.  Just remember to wash it off before leaving the house.IMG_9126
  • Teachable Moments (No.) – There is a drawer where Ellis stands when playing at the bathroom counter.  The other day she discovered some white strips in there.  Kept her entertained for a little while.  Until I tried to make it all educational and have her practice counting the white strips.  Lame.
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“Mama’s shower cap looks better on me.”

 

Lies the Internet Tells You

The other day I saw someone on Facebook share a post called “10 Easy Things to Cook with Toddlers.”  Lately I’ve been feeling guilty about trying to be more involved with my toddler’s play time.  With our recent move, I have been so busy and stressed and in turn, have relied heavily on free babysitting media, i.e. Curious George via TV, iPad, and phone.  We’ve been working on learning colors, numbers, and the alphabet, and Ellis has just been a sponge soaking up and spilling back everything she’s learning.  I want her to have many new experiences to keep expanding her mind, so when I saw this post, I jumped on it.  The recipe for these Cheese Puffs seemed easy enough – puff pastry, egg wash, and cheese.  No way could we mess that up.

This isn’t my first disappointing toddler activity found on Pinterest fail.  But I just can’t stand the lies the Internet is putting out anymore, and someone needs to speak up about it, so it may as well be me.  Yes.  Cooking something simple with a toddler is both fun and engaging for the toddler.  No.  It’s not fun for the adult caregiver, and also, no way did your toddler help you make that snack.

It all started off hectic from the beginning.  I had a plan of action which I carefully mapped out while my daughter was eating oatmeal and cheese for lunch.  (Do not argue with a hungry, groggy toddler who just woke up from a nap and is still cranky.)  However, the moment I started to make a move on plans, Ellis decided she was no longer hungry, and she insisted we play upstairs.  No worries.  Kitchen was still dirty and more so after her lunch.  I had about 30 minutes for the puff pastries to thaw.  I could manage this.  30 minutes later, and Ellis still demanded my attention in her toy room.  But I found a great excuse – a two-day old cup of coffee left in the bathroom.  “Ooh, look Ellis.  Mommy has to take this cup to the kitchen.”

“No.”

“Okay, I’m going to the kitchen.  You can come with me if you’d like.”

“No.” In a tone that implied, if you go, you will regret it.  I took my chances and, with a nervous smile on my face, headed for the stairs.

The puff pastries were doughy and close to room temperature.  They had been thawing too long, so I had to grab some flour, and with Ellis’s help, roll out the dough.  (She had decided to follow me and wanted to be involved in the process entirely.)

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This picture may mislead you into thinking this little child knows how to use a rolling pin, but I assure you, she does not. Also, taking pictures during this entire process is not wise.

Working on a dirty counter top, we rolled out the dough and started cutting shapes.  Tip:  plastic cutters do not work well for this task.  They do, however, help to reinforce colors.  But only orange because that’s the only color Ellis successfully identifies with enthusiasm.  I threw the other wad of dough into the fridge knowing that this was already not going as planned, as I picked off a hairball from one of the shapes Ellis had just semi-cut out.

The next step was the egg wash.  Leaving a toddler to tend the dough while I grabbed eggs from the fridge was a bit cumbersome.  So much so that I cracked an egg and absentmindedly dropped it into the sink of dirty dishes instead of into the plastic bowl I had sitting right in front of me.  Back for a second egg.  Crack.  A little water.  A baby fork to whisk because I still don’t know where most of my kitchen utensils are, and then back to the toddler.

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Here’s where it gets tricky. Raw eggs on hands + Cheese + a Toddler who loves cheese = food poisoning? Let’s hope not.

She wanted full control over egg washing the pastry cut outs, so after unsuccessful negotiations, let her have at it.  Next, I grabbed the cheese and showed her how I sprinkled a bit on top of a cut out.  She relinquished the egg wash in exchange for the cheese, grabbed a handful out of the bag and dumped it on one cut out, and repeated the process, on the same cut out.

After Ellis got the bag of cheese, she was much more interested in eating it than finishing her work.  I threw our disaster joint effort into the oven and set to cleaning up what I could while she crawled on the dirt/egg/flour covered counter top and ate cheese in between sprinkling it everywhere.  IMG_8316

Reality Check
Exhibit A:
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Photo credit: Childhood101.com – Cooking with Kids: Cheese Puffs

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Exhibit B:

 

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Photo Credit: Childhood101.com – Cooking with Kids: Cheese Puffs

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Um, yeah, you try telling a toddler that’s enough cheese.

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Watching them bake.

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Reality: THIS is what really happens when you bake with a toddler.

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The ones that got thrown away.

After she lost interest, I pulled out the second sheet of puff pastry and tried to create a more edible cheese puff as a reward for both our hard work.  They actually turned out tasty, if not a little burnt, because I got slightly distracted and didn’t pull them out on time.  Alas, the fruit of my efforts were thrown away by my husband after he got home and I was at the grocery store.  Because I put them on a plate, he didn’t think I wanted them.  Ellis’s batch, which were still on the baking sheet, he left alone though.