Hey, so remember this little project?

Well, I have.  I’ve been working on a few parts of my Forty before 40 project since I posted about it April.  I’ve made progress on a few things (like, being able to sleep with the TV off!) and am in the planning stages of some others.  But, one thing we were able to do this summer was to visit my sister in New Jersey, thereby crossing one state off my six states to visit task.

My sister has lived in New Jersey for the last year and a half, but this was our first good opportunity to visit.  Sadly, my brother-in-law wasn’t home so we missed out on visiting him.  He arrived home the day we left.  We’re hoping that they are able to make it into town this fall.

But, we were lucky enough to get some good beach time…

…including an incredible dolphin siting that I wasn’t able to get pictures of, but was so super cool.  We were lucky enough to be able to use the Coast Guard beach which was not crowded and was super clean.  There weren’t a lot of shells, but you can’t win them all. Also, people in New Jersey take off their shoes before they go on the beach? This was new to us.

We also got to visit the boardwalk in Wildwood which was…well..it was a boardwalk.  It was okay.  The lines were long and the girls ended up disappointed because the rides didn’t pan out.  It was crazy busy (a Saturday night), but we had a good seafood dinner and it was fun to show the girls something they hadn’t seen before. And, probably won’t see again because it was totally NOT Big Daddy’s thing and I got him there with the “we have to do it once!” line.

The little girls also ate hibachi for the first time and it was the biggest hit ever. I didn’t think Baby Bee would eat a thing (she’s sooo picky), but she wanted to eat everything they served her off the grill. We do have hibachi in Ohio, we just haven’t been, but it’s on our list now, for sure!

Earlier this month, Baby Bee started her third year of preschool. Baby Bee tuned five at the end of June and could have started Kindergarten this fall, but we decided last fall that there was just no way that Baby Bee would be ready for Kindergarten in a year, so with the support of her teachers and therapists, we decided to give Baby Bee one more year to catch up to her peers and another year that would allow, we hoped, more of her delays to melt away.

Baby Bee is not our first ride on the Kindergarten “redshirting” merry-go-round. We opted to “redshirt” Littlebit as well. I’ve wanted to write a post on this for a while, but Monday morning, I was sitting on the porch when an article about “redshirting” popped up on my Facebook newsfeed. Inside the PopSugar.com article was the following quote as given to the New York Times

“While some children really do need that extra year to mature, I’ve found redshirting often isn’t about what’s best for the child,” Meg Meeker, a pediatrician and author of Strong Mothers, Strong Sons tells The Wall Street Journal. “It’s about what’s best for the parents.”

I had typed up a response in the article comments that I let die. I figured there was more merit in explaining here why we opted to “redshirt” the two little girls and maybe it would help others make a hard decision.

With Littlebit the decision to “redshirt” was very easy.  Our district has full day, all day Kindergarten and Big Daddy and I decided first that starting a program of that at four years of age (we have a 9/30 cut off and Littlebit has a 9/12 birthday) was just too much.   I thought an 8 hour day for a late four/early five was too much and I drew this conclusion from how the Princess adjusted to First Grade after her half day Kindergarten.  It was a tough, emotional, exhausting transition and I felt Littlebit was too young for it.  I don’t think that was about me, but maybe it was.

Secondary to that, was Littlebit’s delays.  She and Baby Bee have a similar diagnosis, a host of speech, physical and occupational delays.  Big Daddy and I hoped that one more year in her preschool program with supportive teachers and familiar therapists, at the very least, would not hurt Littlebit at all.  In truth, Littlebit exited ahead of the curve.  That was a very nice benefit and she is a very good student and has been.  I think she would have been successful had we not “redshirted” her, but I think she would have struggled more.  Littlebit is a very hard worker and I have no doubt that she would have worked had, but the extra year of preschool and therapies found Littlebit’s delays nearly vanished.  She finished with physical therapy her Kindergarten year and Occupational therapy her First grade her.  She’s still in speech therapy due to her “r” issue (pahk the cah in havahd yahd), but her speech therapist admits that he’d never take Littlebit on if he was called to evaluate her now.

When Littlebit was 3 her speech was assessed at being at a 12-14 month old level.  That tells you how far she’s come.

Then there was the matter of Baby Bee, who could be in Kindergarten this year at just over five years old.  I said above that we made the decision to hold her back a year ago.  Baby Bee, quite simply, needed the extra time.  It was obvious she was not a year away from Kindergarten.  She just wasn’t. We all knew it.  Big Daddy and I knew it.  Her teachers knew it.  Her therapists knew it.  When I approached her teacher at fall conferences and told her we wanted to hold Baby Bee back a year, she was visibly relieved.  Every professional connected to Baby Bee felt she needed an extra year of therapy in her preschool setting.

That wasn’t about me at all.

Do I believe that some parents hold their children back to give them an unfair advantage?  Oh, probably.  If you can imagine it, it can probably be true, but giving our children an unfair advantage was never our goal.  We just wanted them to be as successful as they could be and in this case it meant an extra year in their fantastic preschool where they could grow to their full potential before we moved them on.

So, should you “redshirt” your kid?  I’m not an expert, but I would consider the following criteria:

1) Is your child emotionally young?  Baby Bee is. Socially and emotionally.  Littlebit was not. This is absolutely something I would look at closely with “young five” boys. School definitely caters better to girls than boys, as boys tend to mature more slowly in matters of reading, writing and speech. I am not saying all boys will fall into this range, nor that age will even be a predictor.  I’m simply urging youto consider whether or not your child is emotionally ready for school.

2) Does your child have delays or other needs that might benefit from a little more catch up time?  For our girls?  Yes. My hope was to have both girls enter kindergarten on the same level as their peers.  I had no desire for them to be either ahead or behind.  Just equal (or close to it). If your child has different health concerns and delays, it’s really worth giving some thought to and be sure to ask the professionals in your child’s life.

3) Do you feel like the current Kindergarten schedule in your district might be too much for your child’s emotional and physical maturity?  My kids don’t nap, but if yours comes home from half day preschool and naps for two hours she may not be physically ready for a full day of Kindergarten.

4) What is your goal for delaying Kindergarten?  I mean, if it’s Football domination when he hits high school, you’re probably making the decisions for the wrong reasons

5) To reiterate a point I made above, what are the professionals involved with your child saying?  Your child’s preschool teacher has seen hundreds of children. Some preschools will administer a readiness assessment, but you can ask at any time if it’s time for Kindergarten or not.  They will be kind.  And honest.  They want the best start for your child, too.




This weekend, like a lot of the country, we slid into fall. I pulled out my sweater and the air was brisk and cool. I can’t say I’m sad, of course, considering my long love affair with Fall. I don’t mind the cooler days and brisk nights. We leave the windows open all night long and snuggle down under the duvet like a couple of bears ready to nap. My thoughts turn, as always, to thick soups and hearty stews and pumpkin.

I know, I know, every has a pumpkin something these days. Pumpkin cookies and cakes and coffees and pies and chilis and food of all kind. I don’t have to explain why pumpkin in the fall is natural and how our ancestors would have eaten pumpkin in the fall as that is when they ripen. Right now, in gardens, pumpkins are slowly turning from green to orange and it won’t be long before they’re all picked and being used or eaten by someone or something.

But, back to this recipe. I woke up on Sunday morning, buried under the cover and knew that it was a day for pumpkin pancakes. I’d turn on the oven to make bacon (not making bacon the oven? You should!) and the house would be filled with delicious smells and we’d have our breakfast with hot chocolate and coffee. I left Big Daddy sleeping still and went to the store for maple syrup and whipped up a double batch of pumpkin pancakes.

Pumpkin Pancakes
Recipe type: Breakfast
Prep time: 
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Serves: 4
  • 1.5 c of milk
  • 1 c pumpkin puree (not pumpkin pie filling!)
  • 1 egg
  • 2 tbsp melted butter (plus more for greasing your skillet during cooking)
  • 2 tbsp vinegar
  • 2 c all purpose flour
  • 3 tbsp brown sugar
  • 2 tsp baking powder
  • 1 tsp all spice
  • 1 tsp cinnamon
  1. Mix wet ingredients together with a mixer
  2. Add in dry ingredients. Mix into well incorporated.
  3. Heat a griddle over medium high heat and grease with butter.
  4. Once the griddle is hot, spoon batter onto griddle with a ¼c measuring cup. Wait to flip pancakes until the are bubbly.
  5. Flip to allow them to finish cooking
  6. Serve with maple syrup and butter.

I doubled the recipe and we got enough for breakfast plus 8 to throw into the fridge or freezer for breakfast next week.  They weren’t overly sweet, but had a delicious pumpkin flavor.


The Menu Plan

Sunday-Beef Burgundy over mashed potatoes.  I know I usually don’t start my menu plans on Sunday, but this recipe is a favorite and it’s such a perfect Sunday dish.  It cooks slow, but requires little tending.  Put it on before the big game starts and enjoy it afterwards.  We never have any leftovers.

Monday Out. The girls have started dance and we’re moving our usual Friday night dinner out to Monday to see if that works with the new schedule.

TuesdayCrock Pot Chicken and gravy over mashed potatoes with veggies

Wednesday Roasted chicken with carrots and potatoes

ThursdayCreamy chicken and rice

Friday Game Day for lots of families around the country. We’re no different! Crockpot Turkey Meatball Sammies with chips and veggies with dip

My kids don’t look alike. Not even to me, their mother, who has spent hours and days and weeks and months and years staring into their faces. The are all fair skinned with small scatterings of freckles across their noses, but that’s where the similarities end. The Princess is blonde and blue eyes and Baby Bee has hazel eyes and honey colored hair and Littlebit’s eyes are as dark brown as the yummiest chocolate you’ve ever eaten and her hair is nearly black. Sometimes I wonder where she came from, genetically, as Big Daddy who brings the brown hair and eyes is not as dark as Littlebit.

She’s probably a changeling. A little fairy child. That would make sense.

She jumps and spins and twirls and sings.  She never just walks or talks.  She will interrupt you 77 times a day to tell you she loves you.

She has been given a great gift in life. Happiness. True, soul deep, bottom of her feet to the top of her head happiness. She loves life. Life is sunny and rosy and no one is a stranger, just a friend she hasn’t met yet. She’s sweet with other people. Strangers love her in seconds.

I worry about her. Maybe more than the other two. I KNOW that Littlebit is going to get her heartbroken. She’s not going to be careful about it. It’s not in her nature. She’s going to run head long into love and friendships and she’s going to cry over things that don’t work out for her. There’s not a cynical bone in her body. The Princes and Baby Bee both have healthy doses of cynicism in their nature, but Littlebit? No.

Least you think she’s just a pretty face wrapped up in a sweet little package, she’s not. She’s a famously hard worker, a good reader and very good at math. She’s overcome a lot of obstacles and I think that will serve her so well as she grows up. She won’t shy away from a little hard work.

Happy Birthday, little love. We couldn’t ask for more than your sunshiney happiness.

My philosophy on how to raise children is usually contradictory.  First, I believe that children do better with a predictable schedule and we do work to maintain one in our house, particularly around school mornings and bedtimes.  However, in the next breath, I’m likely to tell you that being too much of a slave to the schedule isn’t good for anyone.  Children need predictability, but they also need to learn how to be flexible.   You don’t want your kid pulling  Dante Hicks because the potty lid is down and he can’t put it up because it’s against the grain of things.

I’ve made up printed schedules in the past and in some ways and in some times, they work very well.  The problem always came up, for me, when I needed the schedule to be flexible.  Or, really, when I realized that no two of our week nights are the same during the school year.  That would mean creating five different schedules to deal with our Monday-Friday after school evenings and that seemed really counter intuitive.

I’ve seem a few schedule ideas using Post-Its floating around Pinterest, namely this one that I found super appealing.

I liked how easy it would be to change things, so we could customize our schedule by day, which is what we were missing from our printed schedules all along!


I encourage Baby Bee to check the schedule each afternoon, so she has an understanding of our day.  I wanted to keep it very visual with supporting words.   Littlebit liked it so much, I decided to go ahead and make one for our evenings!  Baby Bee thought the playroom tab meant we were off to the toy store.  To be honest, it’s pretty much the same thing.

These also make it easy for Big Daddy and the Princess to have an idea of what our evenings look like. I like how easy they are to change. I have sheets printed out with our evening activities so I can just swap out my Post-Its tomorrow!  It takes just a few minutes to peel off the previous notes, stick them to their sheet and place the new ones.

Printing on Post-Its is pretty easy, as well. I started by making a template document in Open Office Writer (but, you could do the same with Word or any other word processing program you had). I created 3×3 boxes and then used a text box to insert both the title and some of the graphics (more than half of the graphics used are free dingbats from dafont.com and the rest are free clipart).  I kept my daily plan simple with just four items (though, there’s always more than four steps to each afternoon and each evening).


It’s really very easy to print on Post-Its and I’ve seen some adorable ideas for teachers and families. I’m kind of sorry I didn’t discover the idea of using Post-Its a long time ago.

In July, Big Daddy and I celebrated our fifteenth year of marriage.  There’s something satisfying about us adding to our tally of years together.  I can’t remember a time when Big Daddy wasn’t in my life and I like that our year total has begun to reflect that.  When we were first married, our handful of years seemed so few when compared to the vast feeling of us.  But, fifteen feels like a long time (and not in a bad way) and it feels good, in my mind, to have our year total beginning to match up with the way we feel in my head.  Fifteen years feels solid and serious.  It feels like proof that we know what we’re doing.

We debated about a trip.  We had a generous offer of babysitting, but life, and finances, get in the way of things and for a while it seemed like there wouldn’t be a trip at all.  It sucks being a grown up sometime, but I worked a little magic and convinced Big Daddy that we deserved it.  Because we do.  Not only is fifteen years of commitment nothing to sneeze at, but we’d had a few years in a row that weren’t particularly awesome.  They weren’t bad, just not great and I knew that a little trip would be akin to pushing the reset button.

So, we left the girls in Illinois.

We drove through the wind fields in Indiana.

We drove through the mountains.

And, we found the ocean again.

It wasn’t a long trip.  We didn’t stay on the beach.  It wasn’t the trip of our dreams, but it was what we needed it to be.  It restored some tired parts of us (and made some previous untired parts of us tried as we leaped out of bed each morning eager to make the most of each day).  We got horribly sunburned and my hair was caked with sea salt even after showers.  The loft that we rented was tiny, but the bed was high and comfortable and we fell asleep every night quickly.  We had a rare chance to be ourselves, as a couple, for a long time. We were able to be ourselves.  As spouses and not parents.

We spent hours right here, not saying a whole lot.  Just swinging back and forth and looking out together.

If you’ve ever been to Beaufort, you know the place. It was hot, but the breeze made it perfect.

And, it showed me that after the children, we would still be something.  I think that’s a weird thing for me to admit because I’m always so “YAY!  Big Daddy!”, but I think it’s a fear that settles into a lot of us whom have been parents for a while. What will we be without the children?

Good, is my answer.  We will be good.  It’s a comforting thing to know.

We are now at Fifteen years plus two months. We’re back to life and reality and school and all the other things that exist in the real world and Beaufort is off in the hazy fairy tale part of our brain.

I cannot wait to be there again.

Unless you’ve been living under a rock and don’t follow social media in any way, you might now have known that over the weekend a Hacker released tons of nude pictures of current, popular celebrities.  The hacker, initially, released the pictures on 4Chan and released more in exchange for being sent bitcoins.


Apparently, Jennifer Lawrence has a lot of fans because about a dozen different shots of her in various states of undress were released.  A few celebrities denied they were in the picture, Kate Upton expressed outrage that private pictures of her with her boyfriend Justin Verlander had been “leaked” and JLaw (Jennifer Lawrence) unleashed her publicist.

Because JLaw is admitting that her pictures are real and they are everywhere.

Now, as Mom’s in the 21st century, we have to have talks with our offspring about NOT sending nude pictures to people (and we get to be thankful that we didn’t have text messaging back in the “nineteens” so our teen exploits won’t have to live on someone’s hard drive to be considered for blackmail at some point).  The moment you text or snapchat or IM your picture to someone, you lose control over it.  Even you sweet, sweet girlfriend/boyfriend might not be so sweet one day and then  they have pictures of your junk.  A nice person would delete them. An okay person would keep them to gaze upon with fondness when they were lonely and a not nice person would text them to fifteen of their/your closest friends when the break-up went sour.

And, you don’t get to control any of that.

But that’s not what Jennifer Lawrence, nor any of the other celebrities who were exposed, did.  The pictures were not leaked, they were stolen by someone who hacked into iCloud and took what wasn’t theirs.  I’m not going to talk about the problem with iCloud security that allowed this to happen, mostly because 1) I know nothing about it and 2) I thought everyone had their own cloud and that is not true, apparently.  Maybe Big Daddy can do a guest article about protecting your information in the cloud for dummies but I’m digressing.  Jennifer Lawrence took some pictures of herself that were hers and private and now everyone has seen them.

Yes, I understand that if you don’t want anyone to see nude photos of you, that you shouldn’t take them, but that’s kind of beside the point.  These photos weren’t leaked from a spurned lover.  If they had, I’d shake my head and cluck my tongue and be a little sad that these girls weren’t just a little smarter about whom they shared things they wanted to be kept private.  No, at some point Jennifer Lawrence (and the other women) decided to take pictures.  Maybe they realized that they’re 24 and beautiful and that time will change them and they wanted pictures of what they were at that moment.  Or, maybe they took pictures of themselves to give to someone they loved or missed.  These women didn’t send things out for others to take.  They weren’t left laying around.  They were someplace that had to be hacked into to be accessed and something done because they felt beautiful or wanted someone who loved them to see them as beautiful is now being horded, saved and used by people they never intended to see it.

What can I admit?  What can you?  Big Daddy wouldn’t show someone the things that I’ve sent him over the years anymore than I would show anyone the things he’s sent me.  And, since our iCloud is accessed by ALL our iDevices, I delete the boob shots from the cloud.  But, I do that for my kids not because I expect anyone to be in there and grown adults should be able to expect some measure of privacy surrounding their own things.

Baby Bee went off to school today. This is her third year in her preschool program. While she was eligible for Kindergarten this year, Big Daddy, her teachers and therapists and I all though Baby Bee would be better served by a third year of preschool and since I’m in no hurry for her to grow up, that suited me fine.

So, I dressed her up in her little fox dress and put “noms” in her hair to hold her bangs back and she was on her way.

It was our last first day of preschool.

To me, a little kid is under Kindergarten age. They don’t go to school full time. They still spend part of their day at home. Sometimes they still need naps and little kid comforts (kisses fix booboos, hugs keep the boogie monster away). I’ve been in little kid days for the past 14.5 years, but this year is my last and next September Baby Bee will start full day, all day Kindergarten (with a wonderful school staff) and my little kid days will be over.

I once told Big Daddy that I couldn’t imagine my life after little kid days. It’s all the further I ever got when I would daydream about my life in the future. Babies. Toddlers. Little Preschoolers with backpacks as big as their little bodies.

I am beginning to reinvent my dreams and daring to imagine what it will be like without having little kids around the house. I’m afraid I won’t like it as much having declared on so many occasions that little kids are my wheelhouse. I’m so good at little kids!

But over the course of this summer, the Princess has started to settle down a little bit and I find that I am really enjoying my time with her as we move beyond constant parenting to a parenting/friend mix. Soon, I will have three more best friends instead of little kids. Maybe I can be good at big kids and teenagers, too? It’s my hope that I can be.

I will miss little kid days, though, probably forever and ever. Amen.

The recipe my Mother used was handed over by the neighbor. It belonged to her sister. It was revolutionary. It had chocolate chips in it and sitting down to a thick slice that was slathered in butter was a treat that couldn’t be duplicated, particularly if it was warm out of the oven. I still remember the way the recipe card looked (do people even use them anymore?) and the name of my neighbor’s sister and I certainly remember that bread, though my recipe is different.

Maybe. I’ll leave that teaser for later.

I think zucchini is a miracle food. It be cooked sweet or savory. It can take the place of noodles and taco shells and pizza crust.

You can bake it, stir fry it, steam it, saute it…anything Bubba Gump came up with for shrimp, you can probably do with zucchini, but my favorite is baked into bread. I serve it for breakfast and I serve it for dessert, it works for both. It’s sweet enough to pass for a treat, yet contains enough vegetables that I feel like I sneaked one over on the kids. It’s another thing that paired with some scrambled eggs and fruit makes a wonderful breakfast. Do I toast my zucchini bread? I do not, but I might warm it up in the microwave to make sure the butter gets all melty and delicious. Can I eat half a loaf on my own? Yes, I’m no lady in that regard. I don’t know anyone in my house or can’t/won’t eat half a loaf in a sitting. It means I have to make extra and none ever lands in the freezer to eat in Autumn as I had planned.

This year, I tried a new zucchini bread recipe. In addition, of course, to my usual. Double chocolate zucchini bread? It sounded like something we would like. I already add chocolate chips to our bread, so it wasn’t an unusual idea. The verdict? So delicious! I was afraid it might be too rich, but it wasn’t. It was a little crumbly straight out of the oven (we couldn’t wait) but firmed up nicely after cooling.

I did exchange the honey in the recipe for plain sugar. Honey and sugar can be substituted for each other exactly up to one cup. I didn’t feel like trying to get the honey out of the bottle and into the measuring cup and then into to the mixing bowl so I took the lazy way out. Maybe honey would have made it better? It’s possible, but it was so very, very good I just don’t see how it could have been any better.

Additionally, I was able to make two loaves of my annual stand-by.

Betty Crocker’s cookbooks have changed a lot over the years, but some things she’s still getting right.  This recipe is in my 2000 edition cookbook and I’m willing to bet it was in my Mom’s 70’s edition as well.  It’s a tried, tested and loved recipe but we make one little change.  You, of course, could add nuts and raisins, but we enjoy chocolate chips. About 3/4 of a bag lends just the right amount of chocolate to each loaf.  Betty Crocker’s Zucchini Bread recipe makes 2 loaves and our first didn’t survive it’s first night out of the oven.


Is school back in session in your neck of the woods? If it’s not, I bet it’s on its way. I guess I’m lucky in that I enjoy both the summers AND the school year. But, even I can admit to being ready for a little more schedule and structure once the end of summer rolls around.


Mornings are hard. They’re a delicate balancing act of finding time with finding sleep and it’s kind of doubly difficult considering that neither Baby Bee nor I are morning people. Baby Bee and I both move slowly. We take a long time to wake up and it seems like our limbs are stuck in syrup.

This means that breakfast, most usually, is something that can be made quickly. Typically, instant oatmeal or cold cereal with milk. They’re fine breakfast choices, but I wanted to do something a little differently this year. Additionally, since the Princess is in charge of getting herself off I wanted some quicker, more filling options for her as well. I’ve done freezer cooking before and I’ve frozen leftovers pancakes and waffles, but I think this is the first time I’ve tried to put together a freezer full of breakfast foods.

My entire shopping bill for the following came up to just about $70 and I estimate that I have at least 65 breakfasts available. Of course, we’ll be supplementing with fruit, milk and eggs as desired, but for most of these recipes, the cooking time is literally 30 seconds to 1 minute in the microwave.  The food in the freezer should see us through the school mornings of September.

Here’s the recipes we’ve stocked up on with any notes on my changes…


1. Baked French Toast Stick

I stuck to the original recipe, but used a full loaf of Texas toast.  I estimate we’ll get 10 breakfasts from a full loaf of bread.  Be sure NOT to allow your sticks to soak in the egg mixture for too long or they’ll be sure to fall apart and/or require more baking time.  I like to put my French Toast sticks in the toaster, just be sure you use full length sticks so they don’t fall down beyond where you can safely retrieve them.

2. Buttermilk chocolate chip pancake squares

The kids gave these rave reviews!  We doubled the recipe for 24 generously sized squares.  Paired with fruit or eggs, this is a winner.  My one change was to omit the “pancake syrup” from the recipe and just increase the sugar to 3 tbsp instead of 2 tbsp.  I saw no compelling reason to put the syrup in it.   The kids even ate it without syrup, but you could add some without issue.  These baked up nice and cake-y.  To serve, they require just 30 seconds in the microwave to warm.

3. Sausage breakfast bowls

We used the recipe to kind of create our own thing.  Oddly enough, this recipe calls for .95 cups of sausage?  Which makes no sense.  I made 2 lbs, added a full bag of frozen hash browns and 18 eggs to come up with 12 generous 1 cup servings. At 1.32/serving it’s still FAR less than the name brand version at the grocery store.  The sausage and eggs pack a good protein punch to help keep kiddos satisfied until lunch AND it only takes 1 to 2 minutes in the microwave to re-heat.

4. Pumpkin Waffles
A double batch of batter makes about 16 waffles (half a cup of batter per waffle). I like to cook mine on the highest setting on my waffle iron. These are lightly sweetened with a hint of pumpkin and spice. Like an Eggo, I toast mine in the toaster after removing them from the freezer

5. Egg McMoms

I’ve been making these breakfast sandwiches for a long time. They are a great alternative to a fast food breakfast and they cost lost and take less time one you’ve got them in the freezer. They cost me just about a dollar a piece and need about 2 minutes in the microwave straight from the freezer. You won’t even get from the order box to the window in two minutes AND they taste better than drive thru. If you’re health conscious, it’s easy to swap in organic or light options and you know exactly what’s in them.

To get eggs that are ready to fit an English muffin, I use two circle cookie cutters as egg molds. I spray them before each use with cooking spray. However, be sure to be patient while your egg is cooking. Pulling the molds off too early will result in your eggs running across the pan as eggs will do.

I did my cooking in two sessions that totaled about three hours, but yielded a full month of delicious breakfasts in the freezer.