Domestic Bliss and Green Cookies

This is part two of my St. Patrick’s day post. It was a busy day yesterday.

I have been really getting into a spring cleaning mode…and trying to reorganize every room. So I had my sister came over to help me move a few things. As she was leaving she said, “I never pictured you being so domestic. Look at you; cooking real food, making cookies, tons of babies all around you, organizing and cleaning house.” I chuckle and said the only thing I could say, “I know.”

But don’t worry, I’m still the wild child in my own sort of way, only with kids now. We like to play fetch with potatoes, paint with our toes, and keep worms as pets. I have also been restraining myself…I really want some hot pink hair for some reason. Maybe just some hot pink highlights.

Funny how things change. I used to look forward to going out on the weekends. But now on Saturday nights I look forward to watching Saturday Night Live, and usually hoping I am able to stay up that late.  

Yesterday I really enjoyed puttering around the house in bare feet. The temperature got into the 60’s. I had the doors open, shook out the winter dirt from the rugs, and was really enjoying my domestic bliss as the kiddies were all napping. The cool spring air floated in through the front door and I could hear the birds chirping. The smell of corn beef and cabbage permeated the entire house. It was a perfect day.

Besides moving and getting all kinds of spring cleaning done, we made green cookies. I did cheat and buy the sugar cookie dough that came in the roll, I’m not THAT domestic yet 😉 And the only reason we had green frosting is because I stood on the counter and looked in the way very back of my baking shelf and found Christmas frosting that we never used, along with a box of red and green confetti cupcakes.

Bradley is excellent at decorating the cookies. And Collin…well, he just likes to play and make a mess in the sink. He was really cheesing it for the camera 🙂

The boys had Iron Man tattoos. They had to put them on their arms so they could be just like Daddy.

Bradley makes YUMMY cookies!

We also had Grandma Chris and Grandpa John over for corn beef and cabbage. Collin was entertaining as usual. He wore his bowl of supper on his head and made chomping noises in the air. And you should hear my boys  giggle, they are hilarious.

We also saw Clifford at the book fair and made some fun crafts. Stay tuned for part three and Bradley’s goofy video…coming soon 🙂


p.s. I am embracing this stay at home mom business, in my own sort of way. My house is not perfect by far…but I make sure I have fun with the kids. But I mentioned to Brad that I needed a good floor wax for the hardwood floors. When Brad and Bradley went to the store they brought me back a “surprise.” Yayyy! floor polish. Bradley asked me when I was going to use my “surprise.” I told him it would be a surprise. That gave Brad a good laugh. 🙂 I’ll get to it, after we build the fort on the front porch.

Corned Beef, Cabbage, and Potato Fetch

What were you doing at 8am this morning? We were preparing our corned beef and cabbage…and playing Potato Fetch.

This is how it all started (picture below)…need I say more?

Collin picking out potatoes. It's really funny when he takes a bite out of one and says, "Uck!" Not quite what he was thinking.

This one, Mom!

I stepped around the corner into the living room to check on one of the babies. I was only gone a second and what do I hear in the kitchen… “Arfff!” the poor dogs little yelp…AND a potato hitting the floor and rolling.

Really? Can’t I just get a break for a minute? Silly mommy…of course not! Not with three little ones under the age of 2. At least not for another ten years, if I’m lucky.

I hear another potato go rolling across the floor and Murphy’s nails go scrambling across the linoleum. When I get to the kitchen Murphy is carrying the potato in his mouth and is using his cat-like skills dodging the other flying potatoes from the “Big Baby,” aka Collin.

Murphy and the flying potato.

Who needs squeaky toys when you have vegetables!

And this is how Potato Fetch came about. And as I’m sitting on the floor rolling a potato across the kitchen I think to myself with a chuckle, no wonder I don’t get anything done. Oh well…we’re making memories. I rather my kids remember Potato Fetch than me yelling to get out of the kitchen and getting all stressed out. Just not worth it. Well…ok…I did raise my voice a little to stop the WHOLE bag of potatoes from being thrown around the kitchen.

***Note***Murphy’s potato did not go into dinner!!!  lol

Check out our short video below of Potato Fetch. (I’ll try to get better at the videos…a little bit longer…a little bit steadier. I’ll practice.)

Eventually supper was started. Aren’t vegetables just pretty?

Tomorrow I’m going to make green eggs. Who knows what will happen, but definitely not fetch with eggs!

Thanks for reading and watching 🙂

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!  and watch out for those pesky little leprechauns.


p.s. I may not have mad cooking skills like Martha Stewart, but she doesn’t have helpers like these! Take that, Martha! HaHaHa!!!