Day 7 of the 7 day blogging challenge and this is probably the third time I've tried to start this dang post. Gah! Clothing management? No one wants to hear me whine. What I wore? No good photos. The Dutch baby pancake(s?) we ate for dinner? Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Wait, if three ideas are bad, writing about ALL three bad things at once is going to be great, right??? Oh my gosh, I'm a genius.
1) They is too many clothes up in hurr. How long do you keep clothes between kids? How do you sort and store for different seasons? There are almost 8 years between Lizzy and Cecilia, guys. Ain't nobody got space to store clothes for 8 years.
And let's talk about mama's clothes for a second: 6 entire wardrobes. Hot weather maternity, cold weather maternity, hot weather postpartum, cold weather postpartum, hot weather regular, cold weather regular...
Gah! Make it staaaaahp!
Tell me all your secrets.
2) Oh my gosh, how am I not having twins? Look at that belleh!
wrappy blue cardi: gift from my mama
cheapo chandelier earrings: similars
3) I don't know what I'm supposed to call this food. The title of the recipe is "Vanilla Dutch Baby (Puffed Pancake)" but surely I will have to slap myself if I start calling it that. Tommy calls it "funny pancakes." Sounds good to me.
It's the perfect breakfast-for-dinner dish because it's fast and easy and you can put any sweet deliciousness on top that you prefer, but it's made with milk and eggs (as opposed to, you know, Cinnamon and Toast and Crunch) so you get your protein fix. The recipe I used is right here. Putting this in my pocket for Fridays in Lent, yes I am.
I did it! Seven days in a row! Commence one woman award ceremony....