Christopher is thrilled to be a Boy Scout and especially loves going on camp outs with his dad. This was before they left on their last camp out to Pedernales. Notice Kelly breaking into the treats before they even leave. This could be counted as his after school snack.
While there, Christopher was playing cops and robbers with their youthful, enthusiastic new Scoutmaster and the other boys, and fell into a tree and came home with a scrape on his forehead that he got to tell everyone at school about the next Monday. It was an impressive battle wound that he was proud to have. Luckily, it's clearing up well.
I considered myself to be a decent cook and baker. However, candy making had been unchartered territory until I recently cracked the code of a favorite—chewy Texas Pecan Pralines. This culinary epiphany came only days before I left my home sweet home in Austin, Texas, to return to CU Boulder after an epic hiatus to wrap up my bachelor’s degree in journalism. When I was a little girl, I remember tasting heavenly, creamy homemade pralines, bursting with pecans, handcrafted with love by my mom. She only whipped them up a few times, but I just couldn’t get the memory of those buttery, sugary treats out of my head. They were that good. I asked her if she still had the recipe, but I knew it would be hopeless since my mom wasn’t one for keeping track of her down-home style cooking. I married my college sweetheart, a guy with the same first name as me, and began teaching myself to cook. Becoming “Kelly Times Two” was amazing, and I had ...
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Dad's face in the first picture...is....hilarious! ^_^