How are you all holding up, now that fall has begun? I'm typing from a state of discombobulation. "Aren't you always just a tad confused?" You must be thinking. Well, yes, I suppose that is why I've blogged for about 5 years, I need to have some accountability of expression in my life, but that's not the point - I'm a little tired sitting here from my chair.
We had a fabulous staycation. Eventful and peaceful all at the same time. I took a million pictures. Hubby and I had our much needed time together just chatting and gossiping while we threw snacks to the screaming children in the back of the van. We're a little more organized than the Griswolds! But we have our own adventures :)
It is, however, inevitable that after stay(va)cations, there is laundry, cleaning, and getting ready for school. Rinse. Repeat. And again. And the school year is now here! And homework and extracurriculars. Rinse again. Did I say repeat? I love it all, don't get me wrong! I'm a proud mini van driving soccer and dance mom. No doubt!
Bring it. Just don't mind my travel coffee mug in my hand.
But let's get down to some even *better* monkey business.
This staycation brought about some small reunions, one of which was hosted by a college friend, J. And she made monkey bread. Somehow she must have been in my head the day before when I was dreaming of sweet cinnamon sticky goodness. See, on stay(va)cations I don't watch what I put in my mouth. Sometimes a donut finds its way in, or more than my normal amount of coffee. So, if you can imagine, I stuffed my face with this monkey bread. Thank you, J, for obliging my cravings!
I had the craving for it this morning. The kids empathized, so of course we had to make it. They can't go unnourished, people! My 3 ft daughter practically ran me over on her way to the kitchen to help, so I decided to coach my biggest 3 to make Monkey Bread Muffins.
I had some refrigerated dough in my refrigerator. I popped those cans open and sliced each piece in quarters. While I did so, I had the eldest 2 mix up 3 parts sugar and 1 part cinnamon in bowls for them to share. R lined the tins with liners and brushed the bitty tins with melted butter.
They rolled the pieces of dough into the cinnamon sugar and put about 3 pieces into each cup, and one into the bitty cups.
They scooped a teaspoon of melted butter and maple syrup into each cup.
Baked at 375 degrees for about 12 minutes, dusted each sweet baby with powdered sugar and voila!
The healthiest breakfast on this side of the Potomac. Did I mention that I was raised by a nutritionist? My mother would be proud.
Happy Fall Y'all!