1 package chocolate cake mix

1 egg, beaten

1 stick butter, melted

Preheat the oven to 350*F. Grease a 9×13 pan. Combine the above ingredients in a bowl and press into the 9×13 pan.

Top with (in this order):

1.5 cups shredded coconut

1 package chocolate chips

1 cup chopped nuts (I used pecans. Use whatever you like!)

1 can sweetened condensed milk

Bake brownies in 350*F oven 30 minutes. Remove from oven and immediately drizzle

1/2 cup caramel topping over the top of the brownies.

Allow to cool before cutting!

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Country Road in the Spring

A few weeks ago, I posted a picture of our country road in the winter. The other morning, I stopped along our road and took some pictures of the road now, in the spring. I love how the sunlight filters through the trees during the early morning hours. It looks so ethereal.

I can’t wait to see our road in the summer.

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Tball, here.

I had a really long post ready to go. I was uploading the pictures to it and my internet connection decided to play a joke on me.

Apparently, no one told my internet connection it was not April Fool’s day.

It was not nice.

Basically, here is what I had written.

Tball, here, is different from any place we have lived and experienced tball. In the other two states, tball was fairly competitive. We’re talking All Stars, traveling teams, rankings, etc. But here….here….HERE…tball is all about the fun.

Allow me a moment to explain.

From past experience, you have players on bases, short stop, a pitcher, a catcher, and in the outfield. The hitter hits the ball and depending on where it goes, the hitter runs to first. If the ball is caught, thrown to first and gets there before the runner, then that person is out. The ball is then thrown to the pitcher and the play stops. If the ball is hit and no one catches it, as long as it gets to the pitcher, the play is stopped and the runner stops on whatever base he gets to before the play is stopped. Make sense? Runners can be out at any base, including home.

Not here. There are no outs. If you want, you can put your players in all the traditional positions. Or, you can keep everyone in the infield. Every child gets a chance to hit the ball and gets a chance to run all the bases. Even if the first baseman gets the ball before the hitter gets there, he is not out. Every inning, every child hits the ball and every child runs all the bases to home. Score is not kept. There is really no point since it would be a tie every single time.

It is FUN! The kids are having fun and they are learning something.

One child dug in the dirt at third base with her hands and her feet.

The outfield swarms the infield to get the ball that is between the pitchers mound and first base.

There is that child that picks up fists full of dirt and runs from second base to third, spreading the dirt in front of him as he runs.

No, that isn’t Prissy digging in the dirt. Not in this one. Prissy is walking back to second base, after running to the pitcher’s mound to get the ball. Along with all the other players on her team.

It is truly all about the fun! Prissy may not like it, but I do!

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A Prissy Girl and Tee Ball

Several weeks ago, Prissy told us she wanted to play tee ball. I had my doubts, but the ChemE, being the sports man he is, jumped all over the idea.

She immediately began talking about what she would need for tee ball. A pink bat, a pink helmet, a pink glove, pink cleats, and a pink bag were on her list. I reminded her that her uniform may not be pink and regardless of what color it was, she would wear it.

I think she rolled her eyes at me.

She finally had her first practice.

 And within 5 minutes, she informed me she was bored and ready to go home.

I didn’t say, “I told you so.” But I may have thought about it.

Being Prissy, and being bored, she began acting silly.

It made for some great photo ops….

Silly girl

She had another practice a few days later. It was then I discovered, she is going to be *that child.* You know the one. They chase butterflies, dig in ant beds, spin with their arms outstretched, and run to give Mama, on the sidelines, a big hug.

She did two out of the four listed above. She is not a fan of bugs.

I also discovered I needed to get her a bigger helmet.

We’ll see how the rest of the season goes. I have a feeling she won’t be as excited about playing next year.

It may have been the request to go shopping as soon as practice was done. I don’t know where she gets that.

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12 years ago today

I got ready to go the doctor, knowing I would be sent home. Instead, I was sent right to the hospital! 12 hours and 1 shot of Demerol later, this beautiful, screaming little boy was placed in my arms. I counted every finger, every toe, still marveling he was mine. We came home from the hospital 2 days later and I still held him, expecting someone to come take him from me. How could some thing so precious, so beautiful, so perfect really be mine? What had I done right in my life that God would bless me with such a beautiful baby boy?

12 years later, I still marvel that God gave me to him. I am blessed to have this precious boy in my life. He keeps me on my toes. He goes through his moments of being embarrassed by me. And he goes through his moments of loving me to death. We both go through our times of being very frustrated with each other. But nothing will ever change my love for this boy.

Happy, Happy Birthday my sweet big boy! I love you more than you will ever know!

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My sleeping angels

Well, she is doing it again! The Pioneer Woman has another photography assignment, this one on brothers.

I was going through my pictures, trying to find one that I really liked, to submit. I had submitted one, but wasn’t sure about it. Then, I found this one.

I took this picture on our first house hunting trip in Arkansas. That would have been in November 2007. My boys were 8 and 5 at the time. And, at this point, they were still willing to share a bed in a hotel room. They fell asleep, both wearing a white t-shirt.

My oldest is holding his special bear. He was given this bear by his daycare provider before he had surgery to have tubes put in his ears. He loves this bear and it is still in his room. Just tucked away.

When did they grow up?

They don’t really want to have anything to do with each other. And Heaven forbid we make them share a bed when we travel.

But I know that they love each other. Somewhere down deep inside their souls, I know.

Way down deep.

Way down, down deep.


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