Man, everyone told my how fast my little boy would grow up, but I had no idea how true that would be!
This was his first night at home, just four short months ago. All tiny and cozy in his little bed.
This is him in the same bed a few weeks ago. So big!!
And now he’s moving on up to his “big boy” crib! Unbelievable!
Keep growing little man. We love you.
I was feeling “bakey” last night and so I whipped these totes delish oatmeal cookies up. I don’t get bakey all that often, probably because I don’t really have anyone to bake for. Nathan doesn’t liked baked goods. Weird, right? So, if I do bake, it’s for myself, and I really don’t need to be eating a whole batch of cookies alone! These cookies though, are oatmeal. So they are healthy. At least that’s what I tell myself. Just forget about all the butter and sugar and focus on the oatmeal. Healthy, healthy, healthy.
This recipe hails from my childhood. My Grandma Tjernlund used to make them and I love them. Nothing like oatmeal-laced memories!
Grandma Tjernlund’s Oatmeal Cookies
3 1/2 sticks of butter/margarine
1 cup sugar
2 cups flour
3 cups quick oatmeal
2 teaspoons vanilla
1. Preheat oven to 350F.
2. Cream together butter and sugar.
3. Add flour, oatmeal and vanilla. Beat until well mixed.
4. Roll dough into 1-inch balls and place on ungreased cookie sheet.
5. Bake for 15 minutes or until golden.
6. Sprinkle with powdered sugar while still warm.
P.S.-if you’re a long-time reader and this seems vaguely familiar, you’re right! I shared this recipe three years ago. BUT they are so yummy, they deserve another day in the sun.
Happy Anniversary to my most favorite man on the planet!
Seven years. No itching. Love my man!
Seven years ago, we were hanging out in Palatine for the Fourth of July because it was only FOUR days until our wedding (and, let’s face it, the Fourth of July is WAAAAY more fun in Illinois than..well, just about anywhere else I’ve ever celebrated it).
Yesterday we were handing out in Palatine for the Fourth of July because we had been speaking at one of our supporting churches (the church we were married in). So, we got to introduce Elias to the Fourth properly: live music, weather you can stand to be outside in, and food that is throws any idea of healthy eating out the window.
Hanging out in the grass listening to Blue Moon, a band made up of 12-year-old kids. They were awesome!
Look at all of that green grass. Sigh, I love that about Illinois!
Nothing says “Happy Independence Day” like a deep fried Snicker bar and cheese fries with bacon! We tried the Snicker bar. So good. So overpriced. So bad for us.
Happy Fourth of July y’all!
Today, July 2, 2013, is my Grandpa’s 90th birthday.
Grandpa is a kind, loving, soft-spoken, funny, caring and genuine man of God. I’m am so proud to call him my Grandfather!
Grandpa during WWII. Wasn’t he so handsome?? I think he is about 22 or 23 in this picture.
Grandpa meeting Elias, his very FIRST great-grandchild, last Sunday!
I am so very grateful for my wonderful Grandpa! Happy Birthday!!