Stephanie Howell

I can’t lie. Having two 3 year olds is kind of hilarious. One of them is always mad at me.

People like to say “What’s she mad about?”

And I always say “Uhhhh…Who knows.”

Seriously. Who the heck knows.

Like the photo above. I’m pretty sure she was mad at me because I wouldn’t hold her hand with my right hand. There was something in the left hand and she did NOT like that.

Hence the sad/angry Italian monster above.

It’s so arbitrary. They get mad if someone looks at them. Or if I tell them their dress is on backwards. They get mad if the other one sneezes or if snack is not what they hoped it would be.

Lucy’s new thing is to yell “NO FAIR” and cross her arms and huff loudly. Y’all. I laugh and laugh and laugh so hard every time. And the other day I actually did it right back at her. You should have seen her face. BAHAHA.

Oh I love love love three.

xoxo

S

Summer’s here, y’all.

We are officially six days into summer break and I have broken up approximately a zillion fights, retrieved countless balls from the neighbor’s yard, and uttered the words “Find something to do to entertain yourselves!” more times than I can count.

I’ve made goop and I’ve been invited to a tea party. That took place at 7 am. And there was no tea, only four plates of cookies.

We’ve colored, watched Full House, played outside, done watercolors and played with PlayDoh.

And by we, I mean they have done all those things. While I was watching in awe of the fact that they accomplished all of this by 9 am.

And then at 9 am I had the thought that IT WAS ONLY 9 AM. And what in the Jose were we (they) supposed to do now?

Kids, man. Where do they get that manic, frantic, unstoppable energy? I’d kill for just a fraction of it!

We’ve had some good days and some lock-me-in-the-crazy house days. Through all the days I’m determined to hold on tight and remember.

Here’s to a fabulous summer. Let us all not kill one another. Let me not feel the pressure of unattainable Pinterest crafts beating down upon me like the fire of a thousand suns. Let us love one another and just be. Let me not feel envy when I see “magical summer” FB status updates. Let me realize that I’m not the only mom reading those updates whilst watching my children poke each other in the eyes.

Cin Cin and Felice Estate, y’all.

xo

Now listen. I know that all of you are scouring the interwebs for a magical summer cake.

Nothing on Pinterest is good enough, amiright? You need perfection. Something that will make you look like the best mom ever.

A homemade five layer cake with ombre icing is NOT good enough.

Are you ready for this?

Have you ever seen such beauty?
Here’s the step by step for this DIY.

1. Buy ice cream cake that says “Happy Birthday”.

2. Rub off “Birthday” with your finger. Make sure to make magical DIY swirls with your finger. This will mimic the waves of summer.

3. Prepare to write “Summer” with gel icing.

4. Realize that tip of gel icing is closed. Since you are at the pool, you will have no scissors. Use teeth. This will give the letters a nice organic, jagged, and authentic feel.

5. Write “summer”. When you get to end of word, realize you are out of room.

6. Contemplate writing

SUM-
MER

7. Say screw it and cram it all on one line.

8. Wait to serve cake until half melted. This will nicely mask the DIY chunks you ate as you were making this masterpiece.

 

VOILA!!!! As I said on Instagram- pin away suckas.

I hope you can handle the amazingness. That’s how I roll.

xo