Easy come, easy go

Dear Grandma,
I've really missed you this past week. Things have been difficult and I feel like a dark cloud has settled over our house. At times like these I wish you were here to cheer me up, to help with the kids, to play a game of cards to take my mind off of it all.

It's hard to be the one who has to share the stress, share the strain, share the concern and worry and yet be the only one who has to smile as if nothing is wrong. I love my family, I really do, and that's why I have to be strong for them. But sometimes I feel like I'm being strong for 2 instead of one.

I get the feeling that you might know what I'm talking about.

When I picked this recipe I had a really strict criteria to go by. Something that I already had all the ingredients for. That turned out to be brownies.

Now I honestly don't remember you ever making brownies. Though I'm sure you did. Apparently Kathryn Sowa was kind enough to give you this recipe. It's a good recipe but I must say that one of Aunt Kathryn's suggestions is dead wrong. These brownies are delicious (as a brownie should be) but they are really messy. After baking they crumble extremely easily. I would never wrap them individually "for a lunch pail..." If I sent April to school with one of these brownies, she would have come home with a hideous mess.

This time around I did take a few pictures, but April had figured out that her pajama shorts make a great chef's hat. So there aren't a lot of nice, serious pictures.

 Have you ever seen someone so excited to make brownies?!!?  Maybe because she knew this was coming...

I know, I know, there are raw eggs in the batter.  But if you won't tell Johnny, I won't tell him either!!

They looked gorgeous, and letting them sit for an hour was very difficult.  But we managed.

Oh and April told me that wearing her pajama shorts as a chef's hat is a way to recycle.  Your Great-Granddaughter is very environmentally conscious.

None of these brownies were sent to school in April's Care Bear lunch box.  They were all consumed at home, and were enjoyed by all (except Johnny because he prefers cake.  Well, NUTS to him)!!  I thought of you one day while we were at the table having our snack.  What it would have been like to have you there with us.  I would have enjoyed that, and I know you would have too. 

One day we'll sit together again.

Love
E