Wanna hear a cute yet slightly embarrassing story?
Wow. You answered,”yes” really quickly to that.
I have felt so blessed and proud of my sweet girls the past couple of days. All of a sudden, they have started genuinely playing together. And not in that, they are both interested in the same toy so it looks like they are playing but The Dude is really only seconds away from snatching it from Monk and getting the heck out of there, leaving me to discipline and wipe away everyone’s tears kind of way. But genuinely enjoying a little activity together to the point where they do not need nor do they want me around to supervise. Amazing. It has been the very thing that The Hubs and I have imagined ever since I found out I was pregnant with sweet Monkey.
And SO helpful! Holy cow. You would not believe all of the stuff I am getting done while they are playing together. I will get within earshot and take the opportunity to fold laundry, actually put said laundry away (shocking!), and sometimes even get to the really important task of checking my twitter feed every five seconds.
Yep. Life has been grand around here for me. Until I had to make the party stop yesterday afternoon.
The Dude walked in with her new “kite.
(Update: The Hubs thought maybe a picture of The Dude holding her “kite” was probably inappropriate. And I figure he is probably right.)
…a feminine hygiene product.
Mmm hmm, that is what I failed to tell you about the sweet game that Monkey and The Dude have been playing together. They found a couple of boxes of those under my sink and that was what they were playing with.It was a pretty simple game, but apparently loads of fun. The Dude would sit in my bathtub and throw them out onto the floor; then Monk would go around and pick them up and throw them back in the tub. Now they obviously have no idea what they were playing with, and I had been waiting for this glorious playtime for so long that I just let them keep at it.
But once The Dude managed to get inside the package and come out swinging the contents by the string, I decided it was time to end the little game.
So this story had absolutely nothing to do with today’s recipe, other than this is what I was whipping up when The Dude whipped out her kite.
Now I know that homemade Larabars are totally predictable. Yes, you have seen them time and again from food bloggers. But friends, these are awesome! They taste like a treat, but they are actually healthy; chocked full of heart healthy walnuts and flax seed. The apples are sweet, but not to the point of tasting like candy and you get a nice punch from the cinnamon and allspice. I really wanted to add some cayenne to these, but since I was planning on sharing them with little kids, I decided to abstain.
Now if you will excuse me, I have some cleaning up to do in the bathroom.
Maybe I will just leave them scattered all over the bathroom to scare The Hubs.
Apple Pie “Lara”balls
makes 12 balls
1 cup raw walnuts
2/3 cup dried apples
2 tablespoons chopped dried dates
1 tablespoon golden flax seed
3/4 teaspoon allspice
1/4 teaspoon sea salt
1 1/2 teaspoons cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger
1/2 teaspoon apple juice
Place all ingredients in a food processor and pulse until the walnuts and apples are in pea sized chunks.
Then turn on high speed until mixture is beginning to smooth and will form a ball if you press some pieces together with your fingers.
Press mixture into walnut sized balls, cover, and refrigerate for 30 minutes.
I mainly added this picture to document that I actually had my nails neatly painted for five minutes. (The sparkly top coat was all The Dude’s idea.)