I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaaack.
I hope you’ll excuse my absence as of late.
And I hope that you’ll excuse me in advance when it happens again.
I’m still working on some hefty manuscript changes in hopes that I’ll get it published at some point in the not so distant future. Those creative juices tend to zap my will to blog.
Sorry.
But I’m here to report on the weekend.
You might say it was Kennedy-centered around here.
It started on Saturday morning when the whole fam-damily was up at the crack ‘o’ dawn to get dressed and ready for a trip to the airport. We had to be up and dressed and out the door by 6:45. Which, by the way, is not tops on my list of fun stuff to do on a Saturday morning. Just for the record.
Have you heard of Wright Flight? It’s an awesome program. We were fortunate to have it offered at Kennedy’s school this year and she was fortunate to be one of the limited number of students to be accepted into the program. She faithfully attended the after-school program twice a month all year. The reward came on Saturday – Fly Day- when she got to be co-pilot of a small airplane for a forty minute flight around town.
The message was that if you put your mind to it – you can do anything.
Pretty awesome, no?
And then today she and I slaved over cake pops.
Are you familiar with Bakerella? She’s the queen of all things laden with saturated fats. Only she doesn’t stop at making things tasty. She makes them irresistably cute too.
So for Easter, Kennedy’s basket was stuffed with the fix-ens for cake pops and the promise that we’d brave a new baking frontier together. I would love to report back saying that these are easier than they look but I’d be lying if I did that. And surely you wouldn’t approve.
Hers look like this.
(I zoinked this photo from Bakerella’s site).
Ours looked like this.
In all honesty, these puppies are not easy. At all. But they are cute. And cute counts for something right?
So. What’d you do this weekend?
