The other day I was busy writing out my grocery list when I heard Charlotte say to Truman in a very grown-up voice, “No no Truman, you can’t have that.” And she pulled a large serrated knife out of his hands and gently set it out of reach.
It’s a good thing someone is around to do the mothering when I’m writing out my grocery lists. For all my complaining lately about the fact that Charlotte is practically a teenager these days, at least I get the saving-my-baby-from-mortal-peril perks.
Speaking of grocery lists, am I the only one who goes into a seeming trance when writing them out? Seriously, bombs could explode. Ryan Gosling could give that “Hey girl” look. Heroic toddlers could save babies from imminent death. I would still be trying to decide whether to categorize “pimientos” in the “canned veggie aisle” or the “pickles and olives aisle.”
Today I’m guest posting this fake homemade ice cream over at The Kitchen Prep. And by fake I just mean it’s not really homemade. I bought vanilla ice cream at the store and swirled in some Nutella and homemade Reeses-like peanut butter chunks. Come check it out!