life in alaska

After seeing the idea of making my own box mixes on Pinterest, I opened up Betty Crocker and made three yellow cake mixes and three chocolate cake mixes. I just assembled the dry ingredient in quart ziploc bags and with a sharpie wrote the rest of the necessary ingredients on the bag. As a result, I've been baking more frequently than I usually did. Owen has especially appreciated this. Last night, his final words to me as he was drifting off to sleep were: "Mom, you're good at cooking. You're good at cooking cakes. That was a great cake."

Brady doesn't like to eat. This morning's convo: Me - Brady, you need to learn to eat more things. B - I don't like to eat what I don't like. Me - You need to learn to like more things. B - When I'm five I'll eat what you make for dinner. When I'm five.