*FYI: I do know that a baby should have neither product containing egg nor chocolate, but try telling that to the brother who left his muffin unattended on the floor and the baby who has to eat butternut squash everyday. I almost feel he earned it... but don't tell that to Dr. Lepore.
And found these super-tasty, super easy, cupcakes here.
The only differences I made were on the Apple Spiced Cupcakes. Instead of cinnamon sticks for the stems, I used pretzels. Also, I spread green Wilton Candy Melts on mint leaves, put in the fridge for a few minutes and then peeled the candy off the mint to make edible leaves for the "apples".
*What I would have changed, had I known... I would have just used a spice cake mix for the cupcake part. (It didn't taste much different, to me.) The recipe on the blog makes really heavy cupcakes. I am a Betty Crocker kind of baker. Plus, it's much, much easier.*
P.S. Congratulations to me. Did you notice that I successfully made links?! Go, me!
I've often wondered as a housewife, what it would be like to find myself the employer of various household help. I dream of having a maid, butler, or a cook. I am sure that I am not alone. Today, I took a step into the life of the rich and famous as I woke up and found myself face to face with my own, sticky, chocolate-covered butler.
"We made you breakfast in bed, Mom!"
How sweet. However, it was not yet 6:30 and the baby was still sleeping. Nothing short of a hostage crisis was going to pry me out of the warm comfort of my sheets. The idea of cleaning Carnation Instant Breakfast out of my carpet put the brakes on the whole deal.
"Thank you very much! Please don't try to bring it upstairs by yourself. The baby will be up soon, and then I will be down to join you for breakfast."
The baby did not wake until 9:00. He's never done that.
As the old adage goes and still applies in the Gailey household, "You snooze, you lose.". Finding a warm 1/4 gallon of milk, soggy cereal, and the last two packets of Instant Breakfast wasted on my kitchen table made me sad. Oh well, how about a raincheck, Geeves?
My wasted breakfast, complete with tray for convenience.
My new employees.
*Notice the chocolate on their noses and chins. Butlering is very hard work, indeed.