Foooood

Today is one of those rare days that I get to stay home with Nate, and not because either of us are sick.

Daycare is closed for one of their teacher in service days.  What in service a teacher to the infant crowd needs, I'll never know.  But, I had to take the day off of work, because apparently a 5 month old is too young to leave home alone.

We as a family are all recovered from poo-a-palooza.  Nate has gone back to sleeping 10-12 hours, which means Jason and I are now getting 6-8 hours THANK GOD.  So now that we aren't at the beck and call of our young son's tushy I've put my efforts into baking.

I'm on this random baking rampage.  I cannot make enough.  As soon as one batch of cookies is done, I want to make a coffee cake.  As soon as that's done I want to make brownies.  It's DANGEROUS.  We're going through so much butter in this house that I fear we won't survive.

Jason's getting the cooking bug too.  He made dinner on Saturday night.  The main dish was this amazingly flavorful and moist meatloaf.  It was IN-CRED-ABLE.  He accompanied it with salt potatoes - a recipe we saw on TV.  Basically, boil small red potatoes in a cup and a half of salt until they're tender and then smother them in butter.  And there were also vegetables.

I'm hoping the family can survive this culinary trend without diabetes or a heart attack.  If you don't see a new post for a few weeks, mourn for us, but know we died with a full belly.