When I used to co-sleep with my babies, I adored waking up to the puff-puff sound of their breathing.
Ever since my kids got their teeth and they were past the choking stage for solid food, salads regularly appear on their plates. (Little babes only need one forkful on their plate. I always have bigger kids serve themselves to eliminate the excuses.)
One thing that Tim and I started doing a few months ago is movie night for just us, no kids.
I don't know anyone who isn't eating at home a lot these days but that doesn't necessarily mean there's more time to do the cooking. The dishes pile up daily and yet I'm not making the more involved dishes that excite my inner foodie.
It's been five years since we had a new baby in the house, and in the years since, we've dialed in a few things that make our lives as parents more satisfying and basically more sane.
With the absence of all-purpose flour at the grocery store since March, I've been trying out some flours that I wouldn't typically buy.
