Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Livin’ on the Edge

Do you know what you get when you combine donuts with bacon and some gorgeous garden scenery?

pink shorts + chambray + lily jade //

You get US. Give us donuts topped with bacon gorged upon in a lovely setting and the little Brown family will be there SO fast and SO enthusiastically that we just might become lawbreakers in the process.

Not a hypothetical scenario.

I heard tell that the Art City Donut truck would be at Thanksgiving Point (a beautiful museum/garden complex) on Friday night, so you better believe we high-tailed it over and got us some deeeeeelicious maple-bacon donuts, then thought we’d take a stroll around. We wound up here, in some beautiful gardens, and (on a bacon-donut sugar high) snapped some pictures for this post. Convenient, right? That Thanksgiving Point would just so happen to have these lovely gardens for me to use for blog photos? And that they would so selflessly offer public use of them without asking for anything in return?

I mentioned this awfully convenient photo location to my mom the next day, and her response was, “Um, I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to pay to go in those gardens.”


I don’t know whether that’s true or not—we just waltzed in without seeing any sign of a formal entrance or ticket area and didn’t spy even a single burly security guard waiting to escort us off the premises—but it’s too late, I’ve already embraced my new outlaw identity and I figure I might as well make the most of it by wholeheartedly pursuing a life of crime. I started small with (maybe?) trespassing and (possibly?) illegal photos in a (potentially?) private garden, but who knows what’s next. The sky’s the limit! Now that I have criminal activity and donuts on the brain, I just realized that I gave Forrest a donut while grocery shopping yesterday and forgot to pay for it when I checked out, so I’m really on quite a donut-fueled crime spree over here. Hide yo kids, hide yo wives, and hide yo donuts ‘cause we’re felonizing everbody out here.

Barely related to donuts or my new life of crime except that they were all in the same place at the same time, may I present to you the big kahuna of diaper bags. I’m sure you’ve heard of Lily Jade by now, right? If you’re in the market for an absolutely gorgeous, totally fantastic, luxuriously high quality designer diaper bag, Lily Jade is definitely the solution. Period. End of story. And this is not one of those “I love everything on this blog and never give a negative review eeever!” situations because you remember that post where I got paid to tell you I hated the new M&Ms, right? I wouldn’t lie to you about something as critically important as chocolate or diaper bags. This is my blogging promise to you, always and forever. Chocolate and diaper bags and blogging integrity are sacred.

pink shorts + chambray + lily jade //

pink shorts + chambray + lily jade //

I have truly found nothing not to love about my bag. The quality is impeccable. The style is timeless and beautiful. The organization potential is outrageous (my favorite feature? ok fine, since you asked, it’s that every bag comes with a 16-pocket removable ‘baby bag’ that is incredible for storing all your little baby and mommy items, either in the bag or it can be pulled out and used separately—organizer heaven). And if you don’t need a diaper bag, it would make a fantastic purse—roomy enough for a laptop, overnight items, your camera, using as a shopping tote, whatever. I totally love it, and love that it’s big enough for all these things but doesn’t look big. There’s a fine line between “what a nice roomy purse!” and “is that a suitcase on her shoulder?” and this bag stays nicely on the safe side of that dangerous line.

pink shorts + chambray + lily jade //

And if you’re in the market for the bag of your dreams (or, at least, the bag of my dreams), stay tuned. Something exciting is coming your way next week.

pink shorts + chambray + lily jade //

Until then, happy trails, good luck avoiding the fuzz during your accidental trespassing/shoplifting(/donut-lifting) endeavors, and I’ll just be over here training my little hooligan to follow in my criminal footsteps.

pink shorts + chambray + lily jade //

Top: Walmart // Shorts: c/o Jane – totally love these and wish I had them in EVERY color! // Necklace + Belt: ebay // Shoes: Target // Bag: c/o Lily Jade (obviously dude)

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Monday, April 14, 2014

Budget Date Night + Peanut Butter Chocolate Molten Lava Cakes

This post is part of a social shopper marketing insight campaign with Pollinate Media Group™ and Tony’s Pizza, but all my opinions are my own. #pmedia #tonyspizzeria

That advice you always hear about having regular date nights with your spouse so you have a chance to reconnect and just be a couple for a change? A lovely thought, and in theory, it shouldn’t be that difficult to make it happen. But in the past 6 months, I think Jeff and I have managed to squeeze in 1 kid-free date. (Romance abounds!) Between the extreme busy-ness of starting our own business, trying to stick to a tiiiight budget while the business gets going, and a baby who has taken a very determined anti-bottle stance (so determined, in fact, that I half expect to find her organizing a rally and filming a series of breast-only PSAs one of these days), it is almost impossible for us to get out of the house together, minus the children, for a date. So this weekend, we brought the date to us at home with a tasty, budget-friendly dinner and an amazingly delicious homemade dessert.

Budget-friendly date night at home with Tony's Pizza and DELICIOUS Peanut Butter Chocolate Molten Lava Cakes!

Budget-friendly date night at home with Tony's Pizza and DELICIOUS Peanut Butter Chocolate Molten Lava Cakes!

Since we’re working hard to stick to a budget, I didn’t want to spend much to make our date night happen . . . I mean, the whole point of the date night at home is to not spend a ton, right? I picked up 2 Tony’s Pizzas from Walmart and pulled together a little spinach and strawberry salad from the fridge for a fast, inexpensive dinner. Crispy crust, melty cheese, yummy toppings . . . don’t mind if I do. And I saved some money by using THIS coupon at Walmart: SAVE 75¢ on any TWO (2) TONY’S® multi-serve pizzas (11.04 oz or larger) in the freezer aisle--available while supplies last.

It was a quick, easy, and yummy meal, which gave me time to focus on the fun part: dessert.

Prepare yourself for the wonder and goodness that is
Peanut butter!!!

Peanut Butter Chocolate Molten Lava Cakes //

Sometimes I read recipes on blogs and I think the writer is purposely overselling the recipe for the sake of getting lots of pins and views and comments. I read their gushing review and over-the-top sales pitch and zillions of exclamation points and think, ok, cool your jets Speedy Gonzalez. We get it, you thought this was good.

But guys.

This was really so, so, so, so incredibly good. I cannot oversell it. I’m trying so hard to cool my jets on this one but I think my engine coolant has been all used up.

Rich and fudgy chocolate cake. Melted, creamy, gooey peanut butter and fudge centers. That perfect combo of peanut butter and chocolate, warm and oozy and delicious. All topped with fresh homemade whipped cream. My jets . . . they refuse be cooled. These were the perfect date night treat. Not to mention quick and simple to make, with adorable and scrumptious results. If you want a romantic, easy, beautiful at-home date night treat, this is the one. Theeee oooooone.

Peanut Butter Chocolate Molten Lava Cakes

Peanut Butter Chocolate Molten Lava Cakes
adapted very slightly from Kraft

1 package (4 ounces) Baker’s semi-sweet chocolate
1/2 cup butter
1 cup powdered sugar
2 whole eggs
2 egg yolks
6 tablespoons flour
4 ounces (1/2 of an 8-ounce package) cream cheese, softened
3 tablespoons creamy peanut butter
2 tablespoons brown sugar
1/4 teaspoon vanilla

Heat oven to 425 degrees, and generously grease 4 oven-safe ramekins. Place the mixing bowl and beaters that you’ll be using for the whipped cream in the freezer to get cold while you prepare the cakes.

Microwave chocolate and butter in a large bowl 1 to 1 1/2 minutes or until chocolate is nearly melted. Stir until chocolate melts completely. Stir in the powdered sugar, then blend in the eggs and egg yolks. Stir in flour and set aside.

In a medium bowl, mix cream cheese, peanut butter, brown sugar, and vanilla until well blended (it might help to put the cream cheese and peanut butter in the microwave for just a few seconds to soften them enough to stir easily).

Divide half the chocolate batter between the prepared ramekins. Add a generous scoop of peanut butter filling to each ramekin, then top with remaining chocolate batter.

Bake in preheated oven 12-14 minutes or until edges are set but centers are still slightly soft.  (While the cakes are baking, prepare the whipped cream.)

Let cakes cool slightly, then turn out of ramekins onto a plate (if desired—you can certainly serve them in their cute little dishes!) and top with whipped cream.

Homemade Whipped Cream

1/2 cup heavy cream
1 tablespoon powdered sugar (or more, if you like it sweeter)
1/2 teaspoon vanilla

Remove the mixing bowl and beaters from the freezer. Beat cream until it almost forms stiff peaks. Add powdered sugar and vanilla and beat until stiff peaks form. Don’t overbeat.


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Friday, April 11, 2014

Revisiting Forgotten Clothes

So you’ve got a closet and dresser filled with clothes, right? And yet you rotate through the same 3 or 4 outfits without hardly touching the majority of your closet, right? And complain about having nothing to wear despite owning a plethora of items that are largely ignored, right?

Me, too.

In an effort to actually use some of the clothes I skim past and ignore regularly, I thought I’d see if I could find new ways to wear items I’ve gotten tired of. Starting with this shirt.

black/white print + denim jacket + red skinnies //

I bought this shirt from Target 2ish years ago—I liked the print and the crochet detailing around the neck, but after just a few times wearing it, decided I wasn’t that crazy about it after all. These pictures don’t show it, but it has flutter sleeves (which I don’t like the look of on myself), and the body is just big enough to make me look like I’m sporting a maternity top. Not to mention that it always felt boring to just pair it with jeans, but I never bothered to try it with anything else. So it’s mostly been ignored for 2ish years, which is a shame, because it does have some features I really like.

black/white print + denim jacket + red skinnies

Turns out, it was super easy to come up with a way to wear it that hid the things I didn’t like about it while playing up the things I did like. Why didn’t I think to pair it with colored pants before, to let the cute black and white print really shine? Or add a jacket to hide the funky sleeves and imperfect fit?

black/white print + denim jacket + red skinnies

Now I feel kind of guilty for neglecting this top. It didn’t deserve it, really. It’s a little off, but it can’t help it. That’s just the way God (slash the Target designers—same thing) made it. I think it’ll be re-entering my closet rotation now.

Do you have any closet items you’ve been unjustly neglecting? Or ideas for me of other ways I could wear this top?

Top: Target // Jacket: thrifted // Pants: c/o Kiki La’Rue // Shoes: c/o LuLu*s 
Bag: c/o Lily Jade // Bracelet: Walmart

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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Deep Thoughts with Forrest #2

leaning over toilet as he flushes
Forrest: Bye-bye, pee-pee! I’ll miss you! I wuv you so much!

runs up and hugs me out of the blue
Forrest: Mama, I just wuv you a whole whole whole whole whole whole lot big!
Me: (melts into puddle on floor)

during a brief power outage
Forrest: Uh-oh! The house batteries are dead!

supervising during a diaper change
Forrest: Oh no, Mama! Where is Darcy’s penis?!
Me: She doesn’t have one.
Forrest: Uh-oh, she lose it? Darcy, you lose your penis somewhere? (crouches down, begins searching under dresser, crib, etc. for lost penis)

standing in front of mirror wearing a pajama top tucked into his underpants, a bib turned backwards (cape), and snow boots
Forrest: Whoa, look at that! I look like gooooooood.

while he’s sitting on the toilet, after 2 days without doing a number twosie
Me: What’s going on? Don’t you need to poop?
Forrest: My poopoos are not coming out. They’re just sleeping in there.

Forrest: Mama, what are you making for dinner?
Me: Tuna sandwiches.
Forrest: Ok, wight. But I just have a little secret to tell you. (leans in, whispers in my ear) I don’t like tuna sammiches.

while wandering down the candy aisle at the grocery store
Forrest: Wow, those chocwates look gooooooooood!
Me: Yeah, they do.
Forrest: ‘Member yesterday, I went poopoo in the potty?
Me: Yep, I remember that.
Forrest: I did a willy willy good job!
Me: You sure did.
Forrest: Those chocwates look so so so so yummy.
Forrest: I did a good poopoo. Those chocwates look yummy.
Forrest: I want a treat for my poopoo.

during a dinner of pizza and sweet potato fries
Jeff: Can you finish your sweet potatoes?
Forrest: No, because I am the pizza master.

on a walk, during which Forrest asked roughly 4,000 times if we could walk to the playground
Jeff: If you ask about the playground one more time, we’re going straight back home. Do you understand?
Forrest: Yeah, okay.
(approximately 2 seconds passes)
Forrest: I just want to say somefing.
Jeff: It better not be about the playground.
Forrest: I know. I just want to say, real quick, can we go to the playground?

drapes his blankie over his head like a veil
Forrest: Look, I am a pretty queen! My name is Queen Fowwest.
Me: Hi, Queen Forrest.
Forrest: (shakes my hand) Hi, it’s nice to meet you. I am the queen, so I am in charge now.

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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Apple Carrot Bran Muffins

We are carb addicts. We live and breathe carbs. I don’t really understand how people commit to long-term low-carb diets . . . what do they eat? What do they bake on the weekends? What do they warm up in the microwave for breakfast and slather with soft, melty butter?

A life of carbs is a life of happiness and joy.

As part of my ongoing attempt to sneak some nutrition into Forrest’s diet, I made up a batch of these Apple Carrot Bran Muffins. And they were so delicious, and so healthy, and were gobbled up so quickly, I had to make them again just a few days later. And then again a few days after that. We just might have a new favorite healthy muffin recipe over here! They really are pretty good for you, all things considered, but are so flavorful and moist and delicious, you might actually forget about the healthy ingredient list.

Healthy and Delicious Apple Carrot Bran Muffins //

I love them with raisins added in, but weirdly enough, Forrest protested this, despite the way he inhales raisins almost every day with his lunch. I should know better than to underestimate his ability to be contrary and difficult. I also added some chopped prunes once (I thought I could trick Forrest into thinking they were just big raisins . . . did not go over well) and actually loved them that way. No one else would eat them, but I liked them and frankly, that is what I care about most. I think chopped walnuts or pecans would be a great addition as well, but I haven’t tried that yet.

Apple Carrot Bran Muffins
adapted from AllRecipes

1/2 cup white flour
3/4 cup wheat flour
(or replace both flours with 1 1/4 cups white wheat flour)
2/3 cup sugar
1 1/4 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 cups bran flakes cereal
1 egg
3/4 cup buttermilk
1/4 cup vegetable oil
1 cup peeled, grated apple
3/4 cup grated carrot
1/2 cup raisins (optional)

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a muffin pan, or line with paper liners.

In a medium bowl, mix egg, buttermilk, and vegetable oil. Add bran flakes and stir. Set aside.

In a large bowl, whisk together flours, sugar, baking soda, cinnamon, and salt.

Add grated apple and carrots to bran flake mixture and stir to combine. Add bran flake mixture to dry ingredients and stir just until moistened.  Fold in raisins. Fill muffin tins 2/3rds full, and bake in preheated oven 18-22 minutes or until they test done.

Remove from pan and let cool on wire rack.

Healthy and so delicious! Apple Carrot Bran Muffins //

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Monday, April 7, 2014

DIY(ish) Distressed Boyfriend Jeans + Aztec

I mentioned the other day that I have avoided the distressed jeans trend. I always worried it would look sloppy on me, and between two kids and a stay-at-home/work-from-home life, I can do sloppy all on my own, thank you very much. But I started noticing outfits with distressed jeans that looked classy and nice—as long as the rest of the outfit is a little dressier, I figured I could give it a shot and hopefully still look pulled together. I really didn’t want to spend much money on a trendy piece I wasn’t sure I’d love on myself, so I sort of kind of DIYed them.

Also, that groan you are hearing right now? That’s the sound of my dad wondering why anyone would ruin a perfectly good pair of jeans. The sacrifices we make for fashion!

I feel a little dumb even calling this a DIY. It’s as mild as DIY can get. But hey, I did something, even if it wasn’t much, to make them look this way, so I’ll tell you what I did and if you are also a teensy bit shy about distressed denim/boyfriend jeans, maybe this can help you ease into it without committing much time or money. I love how they turned out, and am surprising myself with how frequently I’m wearing them!

DIY(ish) Distressed Boyfriend Jeans + Aztec //

DIY(ish) Distressed Boyfriend Jeans + Aztec //

I started out with a pair of bootcut jeans that fit me well through the butt and thigh (my rather limited sewing skills don’t allow for that level of alteration). These ones came from a clothing swap my church puts on every year (and if you’re wondering, heck yes I liiiiive for that clothing swap . . . I think 80% of my kids’ wardrobes comes from the swap each year). I was pregnant during this last one, so I grabbed this pair of jeans thinking maybe they looked like something that would fit me post-baby. Luckily, they worked out! Moral of the story: find a clothing swap. Other moral: don’t buy new jeans to do this to—dig an older pair out of your closet or hit up a thrift store.

I took the lower legs in to make them more of a straight-legged ‘boyfriend’ fit using my own older tutorial, which you can find HERE. In that post, I turned a pair of bootcut jeans into skinny jeans. This time, since I wanted a looser, straighter fit in the lower leg, I simply continued stitching down from the leg in a straight line instead of tapering in to the ankle (when folded up, the width at the ankle seam more or less matches the width at the knee).

On to the distressing. I’m not sure this needs much explanation, but what is blogging for if not sharing unnecessary tutorials of simple projects? Don’t worry, I’ve got this.

Turn an old pair of bootcut jeans into distressed boyfriend jeans!

My weapon of choice to attack my jeans? Whatever this little doodad is. I have no idea what it’s called. I got it at Sally’s Beauty Supply a few years ago in the nails section. . . it’s basically a grater for your feet. A micro-zester of sorts for cracked crusty heels. Shhhh, don’t think about the colony of dead heel cells I planted in my jeans by using this tool for this purpose.

It worked great (grate? puns!!!) for adding some wear to my jeans. I just chose a few areas where I wanted them to look worn, and went to town with the little grater thingie, rubbing it back and forth horizontally until they reached the level of wear I was going for. Proceed with caution—once you get to roughly the point pictured above, they’ll break down QUICKLY, so unless you want them totally threadbare, just go slowly once you reach a point near what you are going for. And fair warning, you will have denim fuzz eeeeeverywhere by the time you’re done. Also, doing this while wearing my jeans? Probably not my brightest idea. But hey, it worked.

Cuff those bad boys and you’re good to go! (One last word of warning: be careful when putting your jeans on! It’s terribly easy to catch your toe in the distressed areas and tear them open more than you had intended.)

DIY(ish) Distressed Boyfriend Jeans + Aztec //

DIY(ish) Distressed Boyfriend Jeans + Aztec //

Top: c/o Kiki La’Rue // Jeans: thrifted + altered // Shoes: c/o LuLu*s // Bag: c/o Lily Jade

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Friday, April 4, 2014

Fish Tacos with Pineapple Mango Slaw

I guess I just can’t decide what season I ought to cook for right now. Very autumnal Sweet Potato Chocolate Chip Pancakes on Monday, very summery fish tacos today. I’m going to go with the theory that delicious food knows no season, and I’ll keep on making whatever I dang feel like. Besides, it snowed yesterday and is a sunny 62 degrees today. If the whole dang state is going to be seasonally confused, I’ll just cook whatever I want.

Fish Tacos with Pineapple Mango Slaw

In general, we aren’t the world’s biggest fans of fish, with the notable exception of fish tacos. They always make me feel so summery and happy, and these ones are just fantastic. Crispy breaded tilapia topped with a fresh, tangy fruit slaw . . . absolutely delicious. They’re almost enough to convince me it’s summer, even when yesterday’s snow just barely melted.

Fish Tacos with Pineapple Mango Slaw
adapted from and A Bird And A Bean

For the slaw:
1/4 cup mayonnaise
scant 1/4 cup apple cider vinegar
1 tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
1 teaspoon garlic powder
3 cups packaged coleslaw mix
1/2 cup chopped fresh mango
1 cup chopped fresh pineapple
1/2 cup finely chopped red onion
1/2 cup chopped cilantro

For the fish:
2-3 tilapia filets (each filet is enough for about 3 tacos)
1/4 cup cornmeal
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
1 teaspoon chili powder
oil for frying

small flour tortillas
lime wedges, if desired

In a large bowl, combine mayonnaise, apple cider vinegar, sugar, salt, pepper, and garlic powder; mix well. Add coleslaw mix, mango, pineapple, red onion, and cilantro and toss to coat with dressing. Set aside.

Heat oil in a large pan over medium heat (use enough oil to cover the bottom of the pan about 1/4” deep). Combine cornmeal, salt, cumin, and chili powder in a plate or shallow dish. Coat both sides of each filet in cornmeal mixture.

When the oil is hot and bubbling, add the fish and cook about 5 minutes on each side, or until cooked through. Remove from pan and drain on a plate covered with paper towels. When the fish has cooled slightly, break or slice it into large chunks.

To prepare each taco, place a few chunks of fish in each tortilla, and top with a generous scoop of slaw. Serve with lime wedges.

 Do you have a favorite recipe with fish? I’d love to branch out and try cooking with it some more! Recommendations welcome.

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Thursday, April 3, 2014

Major Ick

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This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Clorox.

Let’s hop in our little internet time machines and go back to last summer—I have a hilariously disgusting story to tell you.

My whole family travels together a few times a year to a beautiful lake town up in the mountains in Northern Utah. This particular trip was at the end of last summer—there were just a few weeks left before Darcy would be born, fall was on its way, and we had such a fun weekend enjoying the last few days of summer as a family of 3. (And the extremely astute, perhaps nonexistent, reader might notice how tiny Forrest looks in these pictures . . . some of them are from previous Bear Lake trips, because I guess I didn’t take enough pictures on this particular weekend!)

Mr. Suave particularly enjoyed racing around at the beach and lounging in the hot tub:

And his infectious grin almost captures the fun he had playing with his cousins for 3 days straight:

We all had such a great time hanging out at the cabin with family, making s’mores over a campfire, playing video games . . . it was a fantastic weekend and the perfect way to end the summer.

Too good to be true? Absolutely. Parenting never goes this smoothly. Read on.

As we started our 3-hour drive back home (in Jeff’s new [new to him, at least] car that he just might love more than he loves us), we stopped on our way out of town for some pizza at Forrest’s request. Jeff and I couldn’t stop laughing at how much pizza Forrest was packing away—slice after slice after slice, down the hatch. I think he ate more of that pizza than Jeff and I combined. And what’s a road trip without some snacks? We stopped at a little candy shop in town before hitting the road, and I guess all that pizza didn’t satisfy Forrest’s voracious appetite, because he downed his bag of chocolate and half of my licorice within about 5 minutes of getting buckled into his car seat.

He fell asleep as soon as he finished his candy, a miracle in itself—he never falls asleep in the car. Jeff and I congratulated ourselves on being such awesome parents. Not only had we had a fantastic weekend, which feels like a major accomplishment when 1/3rd of the family is young and moody and unpredictable, but we’d ended it on a great note, too, with Forrest’s favorite foods and a nice nap through the windy canyon roads. How awesome are we to give him such a wonderful trip filled with his favorite activities and people and treats? Super awesome. Go us!

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Can you sense the disaster approaching? You’re smarter than us—we were just riding along, blissfully ignorant, high-fiving each other for being such cool, adventurous, laidback parents.

Forrest woke up just as we were leaving the canyon and was whiny and miserable. I offered him more candy to try and cheer him up, then we hit a drive-thru and got him an ice cream cone, but he was still miserable. We wondered what could be wrong . . . it certainly couldn’t have anything to do with packing him full of pizza and chocolate and licorice and ice cream while driving through a twisty, windy mountain road, right?

As we headed down the highway, he absolutely exploded. Imagine Old Faithful, Vesuvius, your average high-powered fire hose, all in toddler form, spewing pizza and chocolate and ice cream, looking exactly the same coming up as they did going down. Jeff and I were in full panic mode—WHAT DO WE DO?! PULL OVER! I CAN’T, WE’RE ON THE HIGHWAY!!! NOT IN MY NEW CAAAAAR!!!!—while poor Forrest puked and sobbed in the backseat. It just kept coming and coming . . . all that pizza that we were so amazed he could fit into his little body, all that candy and ice cream we kept offering him, allllll over Jeff’s new car while we frantically tried to calm Forrest down and search for something he could throw up into and find a place to get off the highway to clean him up.

We finally reached an exit and raced him into a gas station bathroom to clean up (I’m sure the gas station employee just loved the sight of us sprinting in, carrying a bawling vomit-covered child), which was truly a pleasure since Jeff is an absolute baby about bodily fluids and I was 8 months pregnant with an awfully keen sense of smell.

As soon as we got him and the car as clean as we could and headed back out on the highway, Forrest perked right up and asked if there was any more chocolate he could eat. Ummmm, no.

Jeff and I think this is so funny . . . now that the vomit smell has been fully scrubbed out of his car. Seriously, what were we thinking? All that food? All that sugar? Right before a drive through a twisty canyon? Stopping for ice cream? Not our finest parenting. But thank goodness, we can now laugh at that awfully icky moment.

Every parent has all sorts of hilariously icky stories to share . . . and Clorox wants to hear them.

Here’s your chance to share your ickiest parenting moments—Clorox and Chicago improv troupe The Second City Communications are teaming up to host the Clorox Ick Awards on Twitter on Wednesday, April 9 from 6-10 PM ET. The Second City Communications will be turning the ickiest, funniest tweets into hilarious real-time video skits throughout the virtual awards show, with $2,500 going out in prizes to your favorite icky moments!

If you’ve got an icky moment to share in advance, tweet it out using #ickies, then ‘tune in’ during the first hour to see if it’s featured in the opening number with a surprise celebrity guest. Make sure to visit Clorox and sign up for their email newsletter to learn more about how Clorox can help you laugh through the mess, and follow @Clorox on twitter and submit your icky stories with #ickies to be entered to win awesome prizes!

Do you have an icky parenting moment? I would loooooove to hear it! Might make me feel better about packing my kid full of junk and driving him through a canyon until he barfed . . .

This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Clorox.

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