emmysnacks

I live in southern New Hampshire with my husband, 2 year old son and 4 year old bulldog. I'm trying to find my way while doing the stay at home mom thing..

I like cooking, wine and reading. I'm always on the look out for new recipes and books to read.
Matt’s trying to convince me that the bunny prints need to loop around and go out the front door. I think we’re good. I’m planning on just opening the window and saying the bunny jumped out.

Matt’s trying to convince me that the bunny prints need to loop around and go out the front door. I think we’re good. I’m planning on just opening the window and saying the bunny jumped out.

My sister doesn’t mince words. Not really sure how to respond to this text…

My sister doesn’t mince words. Not really sure how to respond to this text…

Cakes have gotten a bad rap. People equate virtue with turning down dessert. There is always one person at the table who holds up her hand when I serve the cake. No, really, I couldn’t she says, and then gives her flat stomach a conspiratorial little pat. Everyone who is pressing a fork into that first tender layer looks at the person who declined the plate, and they all think, That person is better than I am. That person has discipline. But that isn’t a person with discipline; that is a person who has completely lost touch with joy. A slice of cake never made anybody fat. You don’t eat the whole cake. You don’t eat a cake every day of your life. You take the cake when it is offered because the cake is delicious. You have a slice of cake and what it reminds you of is someplace that’s safe, uncomplicated, without stress. A cake is a party, a birthday, a wedding. A cake is what’s served on the happiest days of your life.

Jeanne Ray (via shetakesflight)

Always say yes to cake.

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(Source: the-healing-nest, via megburns)

This is why I can’t go back to work. I don’t stay home so that I can take care of a two year old, I stay home so that I can take care of a 35 year old man who can’t even keep track of his pants.

This is why I can’t go back to work. I don’t stay home so that I can take care of a two year old, I stay home so that I can take care of a 35 year old man who can’t even keep track of his pants.

Seasons According to the state of Massachusetts.

aperfectlyordinarylife:

January: Snow

February: Still snowing

March: SNOWING.

April-May: Hayfever/Allergies that make you want to die.

June: Part Spring, part Summer

July: Welcome to Hell. Let’s turn the temperature up. 

August: Still Hell

September: Fall

October-Decmber: Winter

This applies to southern New Hampshire as well. Currently deep in allergies that make me want to die, but at least the snow has finally melted.

(via callmejessca)

"Mama, I’m hiding!" Im thankful that Pup is so patient.

"Mama, I’m hiding!" Im thankful that Pup is so patient.

Cam’s first ride in a dump truck to a real construction site. He was so excited to go, but slept through the whole trip. Thanks Uncle James!

Cam’s first ride in a dump truck to a real construction site. He was so excited to go, but slept through the whole trip. Thanks Uncle James!