I wore my apron (gosh, I SO need a pic of me sportin' my apron!) and please let's all pretend like I had my'50's style dress on with heels, mkay? Here I am...Oh wait, that can't be me. Her shirt is totally ironed and I haven't ironed anything since like 2002 or so...
Yeah, no. I was adorned in my "mom-stume" - jeans and a 3/4 length polo-style shirt and my running shoes. Running around the kitchen... baking.
My MIL and BIL were nice enough to come help out with the kids while I played Betty Crocker or Martha, take your pick. Anyway, here's the dessert triumvirate in all its glory. Yes, the fruits of my labor.
I am SO ready to dig in. Do we really have to eat the other stuff before this?
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! : )