December 17, 2014

The gingerbread houses.  They are terribly decorated, made more for taste than looks, decorations being picked off and eaten before they are finished, no plans or bigger visions in mind.  And yet…there is something incredibly beautiful in their haphazardness.

This year I jokingly mentioned turning a gummy-o into a tire swing.  It was taken as a challenge.


As this picture clearly shows, way more time was dedicated to the construction of the tire swing than, say any other part of the house.

’Here’s the classic tire-swing-hanging-from-the-roof scenario:


Somewhere over the course of the year I had acquired a rather large marzipan carrot.  While I wasn’t quite sure what to do with it in my culinary endeavors, Rocco didn’t have any doubts:


And ten minutes later what would one expect but:


It’s getting pretty bad when the kids aren’t even attempting to hide the fact that the only reason they are decorating these is to eat them.  Case in point: the piece of licorice that makes having a carrot on your roof look natural in comparison:


And now, a few more houses for you to marvel at and to wonder: what is it about candy, frosting, and gingerbread that makes your eyes keep coming back to these pictures for more?




Pear, blue cheese, and balsamic panini
Roasted red pepper and tomato soup
Fresh vegetables
Mocha cake pops



December 11, 2014

Do you miss my longer, wordy, snarkier posts?  Too bad.  Mostly pictures today—but maybe by the end you’ll see why I don’t have time to write more than this lousy explanation for why I haven’t been writing many blog posts.

I hosted our annual gingerbread houses decorating day (which involved baking and building ten houses ahead of time):


…and helped the boys make jeweled serving spoons/forks for some of the teachers:


…and helped them make these stick Christmas trees for the other teachers:


…and helped them paint three of these babies for Christmas presents:


…and helped Vincenzo make five sets of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle ornaments for his student market:



…and helped the boys make two of these for Christmas presents:


…and finished round one of holiday baking and delivering:


…and somehow also I have also gotten the boys to two martial arts lessons a week, two basketball practices, three speech therapy appointments, one family swimming lesson, and weekly visits to Great Grandpa and Great Aunt Helen.

And just to be mean:



I feel crazy.  I feel invincible!  I also feel like I must be incredibly irritating to a lot of people right now. 

But most of all I am irritating to myself.  I am so irritated!  Can Christmas just be over so I can go back to making fun of myself?  I like me so much better that way.

Pork tenderloin with plum sauce
Macaroni and cheese
Fresh fruits/vegetables
Christmas cookies



December 10, 2014

1. V, at dinner: Mom, could you make ozone for us this week?

(He meant orzo.)

2. R, watching a basketball game: Which team are we voting for?
K: The black team.
R: Is that the one that’s red and white?

3. Rocco, coming out of his bedroom one morning: Mom, there’s something brown all over my sheets but I know it’s not poop.
Kevin, going in to investigate: It’s not poop.  It’s actually blood.
Me: Oh.  Whew! 

4. Leo at prayer time: Please help me have money to buy wocketship.
Vincenzo: Leo, you already have money to buy a rocketship.  You just don’t have enough money.

5. Rocco: We should have unfortunate cookies more often.

Stir fried soba noodles with tofu
Miso soup


Rocco is the only thing I blog about anymore

December 3, 2014

1. Rocco: Mom, when I was born there were no tutus, right?

2. Rocco: How many weeks have I been in since I was born?

3. Rocco: Mom, can I buy this Hot Wheels car?
Me: No.  You don’t have any money.
Rocco: We can just take some out of my college account!

4. Rocco: Leo, I can’t understand you!  Your words are all blurry!


Dill salmon
Asparagus with hollandaise sauce
Roasted potatoes

Or maybe just hot dogs.


Mornings here

December 2, 2014

It’s 9:30.  So far today I…

Gave two kids baths

Met with an architect

Fed four people breakfast

Brought kids to bus stop

Brought remaining kids to preschool

Took last child home only to notice that one kid had left his backpack there

Delivered backpack to school

Helped some guy push his car a block down the road so he could compression start it

Fulfilled remaining kid’s request to stop at the store to buy “lucky mushrooms,” whatever those are

Stopped at Starbucks

Went home to feed last kid his second breakfast

Put him to bed

And now I myself

am going

to bed.

Cheese souffle
Fried chicken drumsticks
Roasted squash


Oops—pretend I posted this yesterday

November 28, 2014

Rocco made a placemat at school with some things he is thankful for on it.


I guess he’s thankful that he doesn’t have two sisters?*

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you!

WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE: (Again, refer to title)

Turkey with teriyaki marinade and gravy
Mashed potatoes
Traditional stuffing
Cranberry apple pecan stuffing
Out of this world rolls**
Braised beans with hazelnuts, I think
Maple ginger butternut squash
Roasted carrots with some stuff on them
An awesome kind of salad (I had had a few cranberry champagnes by this point)
Cranberry sauce that will be left in the fridge and only remembered just as guests are leaving
Pumpkin pie
Pecan pie
A melty caramel milk ice cream thing that was incredibly when mixed with a shot of rum
Chocolate caramel thumbprints

(Thanks to all who helped with and/or brought food!)

*When asked, he said he was thankful for Cole’s sisters.
**Apparently they’re only “out of this world” when my mom makes them.  When I make them they should be called “Rolls.  Meh.”


Laundry conundrum

November 24, 2014

I did the week’s worth of laundry this weekend.  Here are the three boys’ folded clothes—first Vincenzo’s, then Rocco’s, then Leo’s.


Notice anything missing? 

Here, for those who need the punch line spelled out for them:


Nothing grosses me out so much as my own children.

Baked capanelle and prosciutto in fontina bechamel
Roasted carrots with thyme
Double chocolate brownies with ice cream


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