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4.30.2014

{recipe | orange scones}


I recently found this recipe for orange scones after misplacing my very favorite recipe.
I was very pleased to see that the recipe didn't call for eggs,
since that is Beckam's #1 allergy.
It did suggest an egg wash on top before baking,
 but I found that to be totally unnecessary.


The best thing about them, 
they are easy.
And fast.
And delicious.

In other words,
You have to make them.
You're welcome.


Orange Scones 
{yields about 20, 2 inch scones}


1 3/4 cup flour 
4 teaspoons baking powder 
1/4 cup white sugar 
Zest of 1 orange 
Pinch of salt 
5 tablespoons cold unsalted butter, cut into small chunks 
1/2 cup freshly squeezed orange juice 
1/4 cup sour cream

Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.


In a large mixing bowl, whisk flour, baking powder, sugar, orange zest, and salt. Add the butter using a pastry tool (or your hands) and mix until the mixture is crumbly with pea-sized chunks. Stir in the orange juice and sour cream until just blended. {Do not overmix or it will result in tough scones.}

Roll scones into a ball and flatten slightly on a cookie sheet to resemble 2 inch rounds.

Let scones rest for a few minutes before baking.

Bake for 12 minutes or until the tops are lightly browned. Cool until room temperature before glazing.


Orange Glaze 
1/2 cup powdered sugar 
1 tablespoon orange juice



PS: they are delish even without the glaze on top.

Enjoy!


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4.28.2014

{it's that time of year}

It's that time of year....

when I become a full time bookkeeper.
The farm is booming right now.
We {well... not really me} are planting our crops,
putting lines out,
and starting water.
It's quite a push really... and arguably the most important part of the farm year.
It's also time for budgets, contracts, bills, payroll, filing, paper work, paper work and more paper work.

when I become a full time gardener.
Our yard is no joke.
I'm pretty sure that every year we plant more grass.
And although it is very pretty,
it needs mowed... and irrigated {no fancy sprinkler systems here}.
My farmer hubby also decided that we needed to triple the size of our garden this year.
I'm going to need to learn how to do some canning, stat.

My flower beds, raspberry bushes, strawberry patch and "orchard" {our 10 lovely fruit trees} also need tended.

when I occasionally remember that I run this here blog, 
and try to write some stellar posts for y'all. :)

when I am still a full time Mommy and wife to my awesome guys.
So basically, it's busy around these parts.
And I love it.








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4.25.2014

{a few of my favorite things | easter}

I realize that Easter was nearly a week ago.
However, I just had to document a few of my favorite things...

1. | suspenders + bow ties


I mean... what's not to love about that.

2. | friends



These kids were the absolute cutest.
Each one of them played hard.
The farm brings out the tractor/dirt loving side of everyone...
even that one and only precious girl there. :)

3. | tulips

Obviously.

4. | enthusiasm



Brody was SO into decorating the eggs. 
He probably dyed 50 eggs out of the 72.
Not exaggerating.
It was super fun to see him so enthusiastic about it all.

5. | hunts




This was Beckam's first egg hunt.
He was into it.
Seeing as though he's super allergic to eggs, I was a little nervous.
Good news... touching the shell of a hard boiled egg doesn't cause him to break out.
Paranoid much? Yes. Yes I am.

All the kids rocked at the egg hunt.



After our company left, Beckam went down for a snooze.
This meant that Ryan, Brody and I did more egg hunts. 
All three of us are a tad competitive.
Let's just say I won.
Also, I was surprised at what a good hider Brody was.
I found 2 eggs yesterday while mowing the lawn.
I guess those "obvious" hiding spots tricked us real good.


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4.22.2014

{beckam - 11 months}


Oh sweet Beckam.
Eleven months old.
You are turning into such a fun little guy.


You have started talking in your very own language.
Complete sentences.
I don't understand any of it. Not even a little bit.
But it's cute.
You still say "dada", and have also started calling Brody "bu."
It's a start.
You know what else would be a good start?
Saying MOMMY.

You make the best tractor sounds.
It's pretty guttural.
And very deep.
There's no messing around when it's time to play tractors.
You take it very serious.


Recently you have learned how to open doors!
However the only door that you know you can open is the one to the laundry room...
which leads to outside {it just so happens to be your favorite place.} 
Once you figure out that all of the other door knobs in the house are the same height,
we're in trouble.
And Brody won't have a safe spot to play OCD anymore.

Another interesting first is being able to flush the toilet.
You are such a busy body, and into absolutely everything...
so as you were standing at the edge of the bath while Brody was bathing,
you eyed that silver lever and had to figure out just what it did.
Five flushes later, and I made you call it quits.


You make the best sad face around!
I've never seen a bottom lip come out quite as far as yours.
And those big beautiful eyes... so expressive.
I'm glad that you muzzle into my neck when you're sad, 
because then you don't see me smiling at how pitiful it all is.

My favorite thing that you are doing lately is giving kisses.
They're the sweetest... juiciest kisses ever.
And you just recently started adding a smacking sound with your tongue.
It's all a little creepy, really.


You have the best floppy hand wave around.
And you wave at absolutely everyone.
No one is left out.
Even if you catch a glimpse of car driving by from the inside of the house...
floppy hand wave commences.

The fact that you recently learned how to throw a ball is great.
I think we might sign you up for t-ball this summer.


Let's not pretend like this is all butterflies and rainbows though.
You are a pretty naughty baby.
The crawling out of your highchair bit... it's getting old.
That used to be your safe haven while I was cooking dinner...
you + highchair + a pile of puffs = 5 solid minutes of dinner prep
Now I can't leave your side while you are sitting there.
Those straps I took off for Brody are about to make their reappearance.
You need some wrangling.

Beaver. You have turned into a beaver.
Gnawing the top of your crib is a no-no.
That puppy wasn't cheap, so let's keep it in tip-top shape, shall we?


Diaper changes are not very fun.
For either of us.
I've had to get creative with my techniques for keeping you on the changing table.
The current favorite... pants on my head.
I stick your pants on my head, and sing an original song, called "pants on my head".
It's catchy.
You love it.
And you hold very still while I get the job done.

Regardless of the inane amount of toys we have,
you would much rather open up EVERY drawer and cupboard.
Then, pull everything out...
and try to sit in it. 
Your favorite is the drawer under the oven. 
I'm pretty sure you think it's a vehicle of sorts.


You're going to need to work on your listening/obeying skills.
Selective hearing is your strong suit.

I think you're going to be a rock climber. 
Or maybe just a mountain hiker.
You are very talented at crawling/climbing up things.
You can scale the drawers by using the pulls as your holds.
You are capable of climbing into the bathtub by yourself... even though we haven't allowed it.
Anything you can climb up, you will. 
Even if it is only an inch off the ground.
You also enjoy crawling under things.
Most specifically the dining chairs... 
and then exiting out from under the table through your highchair hole.
It's impressive. All of it.
And I'm pretty sure you're going to give me a full head of grey hairs... sooner than later.


Really though,
you are a joy.

I LOVE YOU!
-Mommy




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4.21.2014

{$130 giveaway}

Happy Monday doll faces.
Anyone bummed to get back to reality after a fun filled Easter weekend?
Me too.
BUT, don't fret...
I'm joining in with some lovely gals to keep that joy going!

I'll let miss Karli do the introduction...
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we have a treat du joir for you on the blog today. 

i have been struggling lately with motivation. that's no secret. i need to get motivated to move my boo-tay. i need to get motivated to stop putting complete garbage food (read: canned frosting, nutella, whipped cream, etc.) in my face. 

do you know how i like to get motivated? 

i buy myself new goodies. it's shameful trickery and it works every single time. i'm simple-minded like that. 

maybe you want to buy some new music? workout clothes? an iPod? options people…we have options. 

we have options because we have $$ up for grabs here. $130 of cash. cha-ching!

feast your eyes on these tasty licks. all of which i'm eyeballing…especially those leggings. i'm a sucker for leggings that hide my love handles. 
source | ipod // fuel band // leggings // water bottle // shoes
and when you've finished up drooling over these goodies have a looky-lou below because we've got some more eye-candy for you. 

the wonderful ladies who've brought you this glorious fitness-inspired giveaway. 

the good news is the giveaway is cash. so if getting motivated to sweat isn't your thing…buy yourself a starbucks and something from j.crew and call it a day. 

we're all winners here, people. 
ashlen | aimee | karli | amy
natalia | dollie | enjoy essential | libby
brooke | meagan | felicia | noelle
show some love and get busy on your entries. there are quite a few so make sure you have about five minutes to dedicate.


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4.01.2014

{little loves}

Drooling. Standing. Falling. Crawling.

Run. Play. Eat. Sleep.

These two are non-stop.
And mostly precious.

I just had to share a couple of pics I recently took of them. 
I'm going to need an assistant stat so I can get them to actually smile for a picture.
They are truly happy children.
For reals.

My littlest loves.



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