It's never been a secret that my mom prized old photos above most everything else, and each time she evacuated, she loaded up the trunk of her car with as many albums as she could cram in. When Hubs and I moved to Kansas City, she gifted me with several new albums which contained many of her old photos of my childhood. I am so very grateful to have these.
The photos above are from my seventh birthday, which almost seems like it was yesterday. I am posting these because I was just telling my daughters how amazing their GiGi (my mom) is. She baked all of our birthday cakes herself. She had this amazing cake book with photographs of cakes made to look like all sorts of cool things, including a school bus she made for my brother Mark's birthday one year (sadly I do not have this photograph to share). It had strips of Wrigley's Doublemint gum cut in half to make the windshield and windows, thin ropes of black licorice for the windshield wipers, Oreos for the wheels, and Red Hots for the taillights. I chose a watermelon cake for my seventh birthday, as you can see here. I invited three close friends to go swimming and sleep over. I got a Cabbage Patch Kid that year, which I promptly named "Holly."
2 cups sugar
1/2 cup butter, softened
3 ripe bananas, mashed
1 tsp. vanilla
16 oz. sour cream
3 cups flour
2 tsp. baking soda
2 tsp. baking powder
1/3 cup brown sugar
2 tsp. cinnamon
1 cup chopped pecans
12 oz. chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350. Spray a 9 x 13 pan with Pam.
Blend sugar, butter, and eggs in a large bowl. Add mashed bananas, sour cream, and vanilla. Mix well. Sift dry ingredients (I actually forgot to sift them and it turned out fine) together, add to batter, and blend.
Pour 1/2 the batter into the greased pan. In a small bowl mix together the topping ingredients and spread 1/2 of this over the batter. Cover with remaining batter and spread the remaining topping over the top. Bake for 45-60 minutes. Cool before cutting.
- Mommy, can I have my snack now? (not, not yet, not until Abby wakes up from her nap)
- Mommy, can I have my snack as soon as Abby wakes up?
- Mommy, can you put on some cartoons?
- Mommy, can I have some water? Can I bring it in the living room?
- Mommy, what are you doing?
- Mommy, where's Monster (our mini Poodle)?
- Mommy, can I have more water?
- Mommy, why does the water come out of the door on the fridge?
- Mommy, does Abby wear panties at nap time? (yes, and she already knows this. Izzy does not yet)
- Mommy, after Pinky Dinky Doo is over are more cartoons coming on?
- Mommy, when's Abby going to be awake?
- Mom, are you happy?
- Mom, are Abby & Izzy still 3 years old?
- Mommy, is your birthday still coming up soon?
- Mommy, what are bits? Are they little pieces?
- Tonight is somebody going to babysit for us?
- Mom, what are we going to have for dinner? (chicken)
- Mom, do you mean chicken nuggets? (NO!)
- Mommy, can I have a turn next? (we are baking banana cake together)
- Mommy, which way do we crack the eggs?
- Mommy, can I have another turn to mix it?
- Mommy, can I have a taste of it when it's done baking?
- Mom, when's it going to be done baking?
- Mom, is it 45 minutes yet?
- Mom, can you help me draw a big "I?"
- Mommy, do big girls write all their letters all by themselves?
- Mommy, are we big girls?
- Mom, are you so impressed?
- Mommy, do ted and red rhyme?
- Mommy, did I do a good job?
- Where are the peanut butter chips? (I'm cleaning up from our baking adventure)
- Mommy, will you play fairytale with me and you pretend to be the princess' dad, ok?
- Mom, is that new?
- Mom, can we take Monster for a walk now?
- Mommy, is the cake still baking?
- Mommy, when can I have some cake?
- Mom, why are you putting that knife in the cake? Are you cutting me some pieces?
- Mommy, do I have to eat all of my dinner before I can have some of that cake?
- Mommy, why are you doing that?
- Mom, when is Daddy going to be home?
- Mommy, why are your legs scratchy?
- Mom, do we get to skip a bath tonight?
- Mom, is it 45 minutes yet?
- Mom, are you and Daddy married?
- Mommy, did the doctor cut your tummy to get me and Abby out?
- Mom, did Abby come out first? Is Abby my big sister?
- Mommy, do you have a baby in your tummy right now?
- Mom, do I have a baby in my tummy?
- Mommy, can I see the boo boo on your tummy?
- Mom, will you help me put my sock back on?
This was over an hour. So what is that, like almost one question per minute? Some of them, as you can tell, are rapid fire and came out in a rush all at once....so perhaps they should've counted as one question. Anyway, when I write this list out perhaps it's easy to see why I often lose my patience and occasionally ask my daughters for five minutes of peace and quiet.
But they don't get that. And then they just ask, "Mom, is five minutes over yet?"