As a girl I spent many summer days with my cousins, and neighbours playing in our very own playhouse, or “cobby house” as we called it. My Grandmother converted an old garden shed into a pint-size house complete with a kitchen, table, chairs, and a daybed. We loved that only kids could fit in the wee little door, and that we had a special hideaway to call our own. This year Cela, and Remi got their own playhouse. There’s came in a box from Costco, and lacks a special handmade-by-Grandma-story, but the sentiment remains, lol.
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Cela’s Pound Cake Kebabs
As a girl I spent many summer days with my cousins, and neighbours playing in our very own playhouse, or “cobby house” as we called it.
Wholehearted Wheat Berry Salad
Crunchy edamame, crisp peppers, fresh picked herbs, and citrus vinaigrette tossed together with chewy, and satisfying wheat berries … Delicious! But, wait… What in the world is a wheat berry?
Cooking Up Confidence
Cela was about five months old at her first Calgary Stampede. Determined to sit on her own, and wear her Papa’s much-to-big cowboy hat she was the picture of joy in her Bumbo chair.
GetJoyfull Reflections: “Me time,” and the power of cooking.
It’s been a busy week, and this mama needs to rest, relax, and rejuvenate. The kids are playing, and I have a few minutes to breath, eat the dark chocolate I’ve been craving, and collect my cartoon-voice-free-thoughts.