French Pancakes {No-Fail, Original Family Recipe}

One of our sweetest family traditions is my husband’s family’s French Pancake recipe. It’s the kind of recipe you are only introduced to once you have met the preliminary requirements of a long-term girlfriend and are well on your way to becoming the proud owner of a new diamond. For me, having grown up with the family, the legend of ‘Mom’s aahhhhh-mazing French Pancakes’ was hollowed and only spoke of in the most sacred of tones. Her boys would do almost anything to bring that deliciously light and yet satisfyingly rich, beautiful plate of scrumptious-ness to the table. So you can imagine my hesitation to undertake this endeavor upon becoming an official Mrs. A.frenchpan1

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This Mom’s Open Letter to Target: The Real Reason We’re Boycotting {It’s Not What You Think}

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Dear Target,

From the beginning of your business venture, your CEO’s, executives, marketing teams – everyone down to my local branch manager – have dreamed up and executed a brilliant strategy. You realized that in order to secure yourselves a place next to Walmart you would need to hone in on a very specific consumer, one that, once addicted, would become your most loyal and impulse-purchase-happy customers on the face of the planet: you wanted moms. And you, my dear friend, have succeeded!

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Lemon Blueberry Loaf

I love hosting play dates. In fact, I pretty much love hosting anything {this would include a few minor exceptions such as Cat-Lovers Anonymous and Weight Watchers}. One of the challenges of a host is to continue to wow her guests over and over again with new and delicious original recipes {riiiiiiight}. Well, I don’t know how new or original this recipe is, but it is definitely a wow-er! lbloafhd2

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To Those Who Wait: An Open Letter to A Lonely Heart

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The snow beat down as I gazed out the window at the glistening world of white, a beautiful sight even as the light from a dim sky slowly began to fade. My buzzing thoughts once again had slowed long enough to stray to that forbidden dream, that forgotten longing; the telling dull ache that resonated from deep within my soul. I had been in this place before… in fact, I knew it well. But simply understanding the pain would not soothe it; ignoring it as it tugged on my heart would not make it go away. I was lonely.

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Easy Crowd-Pleasers for Your Super Bowl Party

Mommy Confession: I love football! I really, really do. It’s actually, somewhat embarrassing. I also love parties! Planning them, preparing for them and hosting them, they are one of my favorite things in the world. These two passion combined make for one of the best (or worst, depending on who wins…!) days of the year in my house… we love the Super Bowl! Over the years I’ve compiled a few of my favorite super-easy crowd-pleasing yummies to help you throw the best Super Bowl party yet.

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Busy Mom’s Guide: Managing the Mess

January found us this year coming off the biggest Christmas haul to date, with enough new loot to supply our local Toys R Us. Toys, toys and more toys. Not from us, mind you. Oh we had our fair share in the matter, but the majority of the overload came from generous and well-meaning relatives who couldn’t resist spoiling the only kiddos in the family.

We responded with typical post-Christmas protocol: go through all your toys and fill up a bag to give to kids who don’t have any + mom sneaks in at night and rummages through to find toys that haven’t seen the light of day in many moons and need to find a new home.

But it was still to no avail. Some toys found themselves re-organized and relocated to orderly abodes, such as the Playmobile or dress-ups. But unfortunately, the bulk of the inventory was miscellaneous 18-months-and-up busy toys that either make noise or have a gazillion pieces (or 450 to be exact, if we count the ball pit). You know the problem. Trucks strewn everywhere, dishes with the train set, puzzle pieces on the carpet, Legos in the book bin, and an abandoned baby doll forgotten underneath a pile of rubble from a recently destroyed tower of blocks. No matter how ‘OCD’ you naturally tend to be, no mom can turn a blind eye to the chaos forever. It begins to grate, like fingernails on a chalk board, and before you know it, you hear yourself making empty threats about giving away all their toys because they’re messy, ungrateful, little minions of destruction. It was time for this Mama to take action.

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