Baking day

Since I've had a fairly boring week, I decided I would get some baking done.  This decision was made based on the fact that I had a bunch of mushy bananas and a bag of apples in the bottom of my refrigerator that I felt needed to be used.  We're apparently "anti" apple at the moment...B has a few loose teeth, so he's steering clear of apples.  N can take or leave apples, but likes applesauce, and I'm not that thrilled with the idea of making my own applesauce when it comes in handy little pouches.

But, I digress.

I told N that I wanted to make a cherry pie today since it was Washington's birthday, and I thought it made sense.  He picked up on my train of thought, and said, "Oh, yeah...'cause he chopped down the cherry tree and was honest about it."  If only my kids could take a page from his book, but they always seem to fib, even when they KNOW (and repeat on a regular basis) the following statement by heart:

"It's better to be honest about doing something bad and get in a little bit of trouble than to lie, get caught ('cause Mom always knows) and then get in trouble for lying AND doing something bad."

They added the "'cause Mom always knows" on their own.  I had absolutely nothing to do with it.

After the cherry pie, I started making banana bread, but the making process was halted several times by a fussy Baby E who came over to play for 45 minutes (which ended up being over 2 hours) between when his mom had to go to work and when his dad was supposed to be done working.  He was cranky, I was frustrated, and N was flat out pissed.

Justin came to get both of them, and when he walked in the door, I deposited E in his hands and went to finish my banana bread.  As it was baking, I began to compile my very first apple pie.  I wasn't sure how it would turn out; I didn't use Granny Smith apples (because I would've if I'd had them: they're my favorite), but it smelled pretty good while it was baking.

I have one more pie to make tomorrow, and a couple of snacky items, and then I'm headed to my friends' house.  Aimee & GPWes are two of my best pals, and we don't see each other often enough.  Aimee and I have been friends since before her oldest was born (he's 12) and she and N share a birthday!  Her younger son fears me, and has been known to cry upon seeing me...usually because when I show up, it means mom & dad are leaving.

At least someone's afraid of me...

Anyway, N will be home first thing in the morning, although I thought he was going to come home tonight after a tearful phone call...and then we'll have some relaxation time before we head off for an afternoon/evening of fun.

I'm so grateful for low key weeks like this.  I realize they are usually few and far between, and while there are tons of other things I should have been doing, I'm glad I took the time to just "be" this week.

Goodness knows, I needed it...

Aubs