A Sweet Addition

We have some big news around here an I am so excited to share it with you, dear reader.

As you may recall, I enjoy having a bigger-than-typical family. Our crew of four boys brings me joy and I am grateful for them all and the (mostly) delightful chaos they bring into our home. Some well-meaning friends have suggested we get a dog to add to the mix. Hilarious.

We are not getting a pet (beyond the beta fish that has miraculously survived longer than its three departed predecessors). There is no cat, hamster, or guinea pig on the horizon. We went in a different direction. Five of us were on board with this decision right from the start. It took some convincing, but eventually my husband saw the wisdom of procuring our new family member.

Please help me welcome, Big Bag of Chocolate.

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So glad we captured this precious moment. The whole family helped with the selection.

 

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Christmas – such a magical season.
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Cozy winter nights are perfect for reading with loved ones.
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I would have shared the blanket, but melting is a real concern.
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Hobbies are more fun when you share them with family.
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Almost forgot how to do a sling. Almost.
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Always ready to ruin things with healthy options, my husband.

Happy holidays! May your season be chocolate-filled.

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My Precious

I love chocolate. And peanut butter. Chocolate and peanut butter together. Whoever this Reese person is, I applaud him/her and the inspiration that is Peanut Butter Cups. Hands down, though, AMERICAN Reese’s peanut butter anything beat those found in Canada. It’s a fact. I have years of anecdotal evidence to support this claim. Not sure what it is, probably looser FDA approval processes or something, but those are so good.

Recently, I learned via Twitter that in addition to peanut cups and Easter eggs, PB Pumpkins exist.

Peanut butter and chocolate deliciousness wrapped up in the shape of a pumpkin. Be still my heart.

This is where true friends come in. One of my good friends was taking a weekend trip to the states. All it took was a quick text and another follow up explaining that they are pumpkin shaped, not pumpkin flavoured and then this happened:

If you happen to be the recipient of such plastic-wrapped delactabilityness, there are some things you need to know.

First of all,  it’s best if no one else knows it’s in the house, but if that’s not possible, then never open one when small children are around. Or if you do, have decoy candy on hand. Oh, you don’t want this. Here, have some old jellybeans instead, aren’t they yummy? 

The fact that it doesn't look like a pumpkin is irrelevant. Who are we to criticize Reese?
The fact that it doesn’t look like a pumpkin is irrelevant. Who are we to criticize Reese?

Second, a treat like this needs to be savoured so wait for the right time. Brew some coffee (if it’s nap time) or pour yourself a class of wine. Light some candles, put on some music. It’s okay to wear yoga pants, PB Pumpkin doesn’t judge.

Coffee and PB are second only to wine and PB.
Coffee and PB are second only to wine and PB.

Third, take your time. Even though those little pumpkins are more than half your daily fat allowance, they are small. Take a moment to enjoy each little bite.

When you finish one, there’s a bit of let down. That’s when the second one comes in handy. It also helps if you tell yourself that the second one is the last one and then surprise yourself and crack open the third.

You’re welcome.