On the way home from school the other night, completely out of nowhere Maggie told Boyd, "You know I love my Dalton soooo much, but I love my Daddy the most! I love Dalton a 13 and Daddy an 18!"

Boyd was telling me about this with Maggie in the room, so I had to ask how much she loved me. She thought about it and said I got an 18, too. I said, "Common! Can't I get a 19!?!" She looked at Boyd, cut her eyes at me and gave me a grin, a nod, and then a high five.

Maggie Anne came into the bedroom where I was watching the Olympics. Here is it went from there:

MA: Not the Olympics again!

Me: There's just a few more nights of them and I want to watch them. They won't be back for another 4 years.

MA: 4 years!?!

Me: Well, there are summer games in just 2 years. Do you know where those are gonna be? (This would be of interested because they love the movie Rio about the blue macaws)

MA: On TV!

As some of you may know, my husband coupons. Not enough to be on one of these extreme reality shows, but takes good care of our family. Every so often, we do get a larger than normal amount of a single product and it is then my challenge to get creative in how we consume it all.

Week before last it was the mini Grands biscuits. He came home with 20+ tubes of them. Today's lunch is biscuit pizzas. Smush & stretch each raw biscuit and top with sauce & cheese. These have chopped ham as well.

You can use the same smushing tactic to make little pocket sandwiches. Just fill with meat, then fold it over and crimp it. We made some that had a breakfast sausage/cream cheese center. It is also good with taco seasoned beef in the center.

Boyd brought this home from the store yesterday.

I believe that we could make quick work of world peace by sharing this product. It is happiness in a tub.

Happy Valentine's Day!

One more of Jessie enjoying an extra 30 seconds in the snow. She waded all over the yard, and then she was over it . . . again.

Maggie Anne helped make a snowman.

Not much, but we had fun making it!

Making her snow angel.

Didn't turn out half bad.

Pretty bad picture. She has just reached down and grabbed a handful when she says ouch.

When Boyd asked her what it was when they first got home, she looked at him and said, "Snow . . . man?"

Jessie Anne is checking out the snow. Her time outside lasted about 30 seconds and she was over it. We are having snowman & snowflake shaped pasta for dinner because it kind of suited this evening.

I know I saw someone do this, so I cannot take credit for the idea, but unfortunately I can't remember who it was, so I can't give them credit.

Continuing with my new affinity for my waffle iron. Throw in your whop (tubed) raw cinnamon rolls and you get perfect cinnamon roll waffles. Don't forget to spray the waffle iron with nonstick cooking spray.

Makes perfect little "bowls" to hold the icing so you don't leave half of it in the bottom of the pan.

Maggie Anne didn't like how they looked, so she wouldn't eat them, but Dalton inhaled them and Jessie enjoyed as well.

I am just realizing that I never posted this. I have discovered a new love for my waffle iron. Makes dreamy grilled cheese that is easily hand held, so perfect for the kids. All three kids inhaled these.

You have to squish it pretty good. All that contact gives you an all-around crunchy texture. Works even if you are putting some lunch meat in there.