Saturday, April 18, 2015

Saturday Morning Muffins

Saturday's are supposed to be the best day of the week. Relaxing, no work and all of that jazz. It rarely works that way however. I signed up to coach little Pajamas soccer team this spring. Its been fun and its a good way of keeping me at least a little more active, and its always a good idea to be involved in our children s lives. This means putting in more time and more effort, but its been worth it so far. Its not a that much more of a time commitment as we would be at practices and games whether I was coaching or not.

We've been rather unlucky the last couple of weeks. (I like early games, the kids always have seemed more focus at that time of day than the afternoon games.) Our games have been really late in the afternoon the last few weeks and this week is afternoon but not quite so late so that's something at least. 

Its late enough though that I was a little more capable of seizing the morning with little pajama however. Which is so much more important now that Daddy Pajama and I are busy planning a wedding too, (more on those adventures to come!) The real point I was trying to make is the importance of seizing the little moments. In the years to come little pajama wont remember the morning we spent last week running errands before his game, but maybe just maybe he will remember in the years to come the morning we hunted down a recipe for raspberry muffins and he helped me measure and pour the ingredients into the bowl of the kitchen aid. Or he'll have a bite of a muffin with a lemon glaze like we put on these ones and remember that after insisting he wanted a sour glaze not creamy he made me get him a muffin that didn't have any on it. He's a goof like that, but then again I suppose most 5 year old's are. 

The muffins came out fluffy and tasty just a little bit tart. They were perfect, not because they actually are a perfect muffin but because I got to make a memory with my son, and there will never be enough moments like that. Seize them when they present themselves, because I know come Tuesday when I am trying to make dinner, fit in a work out and have been at work since 8 am, I will be glad I had a good time on Saturday morning, just being us. 

Heres a cute picture from a few weeks back when he helped me make dinner. He insisted he needed an apron as well. Too stinking cute!

Its a gorgeous Saturday, time to get a move on!