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Thursday, October 30, 2008

When the cats are asleep

The parents will play.  As a child, I always suspected that my parents were a little over-eager to send me to bed.  Surely there was something  really good going on that I was missing while sleeping away upstairs.  However, every time I managed to sneak downstairs to spy, they were able to quickly hide the party balloons and toys and pretend to be watching TV instead.

Well, now that I've been a parent for a few years, I've realized that my suspicions were correct, as evidenced by last night.  After returning from our respective mid-week callings, Brandon and I decided we needed a treat.  So we heated up the oil, chopped up some apples, and made apple fritters.  Originally we intended to make a half-recipe but the proportions were incorrect, so we made the whole recipe.  And then we ate them.  Without our children.

5 comments:

PaulaJean said...

Oops, you finally figured out what we were up to all those years. . . .

Ashlie said...

Haha! Good for you guys! They look tasty too!

The Reese's said...

Yum!

UnkaDave said...

It's a true principle, that of saving the good stuff until they're in bed. Along with going places when you leave them behind, etc.
Thanks for the updates! We love the blog!
Dad

Janyece said...

Yum!! Can i come to your house? Our "after the kids go to bed" parties aren't nearly so fun!