Thursday, September 20, 2012

Dump Cake How To (An Overly Explanatory Explanation)

Warning this recipe is both delicious and horrible for you.  If you have ever even thought the word diet, stop now.

 
Step 1
Gather ingredients.  Note: Any kind of cake mix works, and pie filling works best, but I was going with what I had on hand.

 
Step 2. Preheat oven

 
Step 3.  Find a dish.

 
Step 4.  Open canned/bagged/boxed ingredients.

 
Step 5.  Pour chosen fruit into dish.

 
Step 6.  (optional) Sprinkle with cinnamon.

 
Step 7. Cover with cake mix straight out of the box.

 
Step 8. Cut up your stick of butter.

Step 9.  Place evenly over the top of the cake mix.
 
Step 10. Place in preheated oven.

 
Step 11. Wait until bubbly and golden brown.
 
 
Step 12.  Let cool just enough to not burn you.

 
Step 13. Enjoy.
 
 
This is so fun to experiment with, I really love cherry dump cake, but apple is good, peach of course, we even had blackberry once, and if you like chocolate cake, then you can use that cake mix instead.   Your imagination is your only limit.
 

 

Friday, September 14, 2012

What I thought...

So, before I had a child I thought certain things, like I would have my child fully dressed at all times but that's not how this girl rolls.
 
I thought I wouldn't let her play with rocks because then she would throw them at people/vehicles/valuables.  Guess what kids throw everything anyway, and a rock?  It's not that much worse than a hair brush, a play phone, or any other toy.  Besides, I want my kid to love rocks, and dirt, and leaves, and grass, and rain, and sunshine.  I want her to love nature more than computers and t.v.
 
 
So we take her to the lake, and let her play in the grass, dig up rocks, watch birds, and inspect leaves.  We let her be a little girl.
 





 
And the days when we stay in our p.j.'s all day, days she gets sand in her diaper and socks, and when she eats more crayon than gets on the paper.  I feel no shame in that, she is learning by all that playing.  I don't want her to be perfect, I want her to be her.  She is great at that, and I am so proud of her.