To impress upon Vivi the importance of holding my hand when crossing the street or while walking through parking lots, I’ve warned her that, if she strays from my side,  she’ll get “squished like a bug” by the cars and will then go to live with Heavenly Father.

Today, Vivi wanted to know about her grandmas–where they live, what their names are, etc.  One of her grandmas (Grandma Diana) lives in UT and the other (Grandma Janna) in GA, I explained.  She then asked about my grandmas, both of whom have passed away.  I told her that they were living with Heavenly Father, to which she quickly and astutely asked “DID THEY GET SQUISHED LIKE A BUG!?!”

I bet Grandma Clara and Grandma Fern had a good laugh on the other side of the veil.

I’ve debated whether to write this post, thinking that it falls into the realm of TMI (too much info).  But I’m nothing if not blatantly honest . . .so here goes!

I recently wrote about the gourmet cupcakes that my friend made for me.  Well, let me tell you, they were fabulous.  All four of them.  

Day 1–Ate mine.

Day 2–Ate BT’s because . . . he’s not a big fan of chocolate.  Why waste culinary perfection on the ungrateful.

Day 3–Ate Ariana’s because . . . she had strep throat. Everyone knows that chocolate makes strep throat WORSE! (Don’t tell Ariana otherwise).

Day 3 1/2–Ate Vivi’s because . . . it looked so lonely sitting on the plate by itself. In fact, I could hear the poor little guy crying out to me in his sweet voice, begging me to put him out of his misery. 

Day 4–Left a message for my friend, asking for the recipe because the cupcakes were now all gone, and I was mourning their absence.

Day 5–Went to the store and bought

Day 6–Because I hadn’t heard back from my friend, and because it had been a full 48-hours since I’d had an oreo cupcake, I attempted to recreate the chocolate masterpiece after scouring the www searching for a frosting recipe.  The resulting goodies were edible but not nearly as good as the original.

Day 7–Ran into my friend at church and got the REAL recipe. Went home and whipped up another batch of frosting using her instructions for the remaining cupcakes.  DIVINE!  I sent home plates of cupcakes with friends so that I wouldn’t be tempted to sneak downstairs for a midnight snack.

Day 8–Wishing that I hadn’t given away ALL of the cupcakes, I ate frosting for breakfast.  Nothing else.  Just frosting.  It’s THAT good.

Day 9–Found this darling pan at Williams-Sonoma.  Reminded me of my new obsession. Like all the other darling pans I’ve acquired from Williams-Sonoma, I may never get around to using it, but it is CUTE, isn’t it.

Basically, you put 1/2 a brownie mix in the one side of the pan, 1/2 a brownie mix in the other side of the pan and bake.  Spread softened ice cream on the bottom half and freeze.  Put the top on and return to freezer until firm.  YUM!

I guess it’s a good thing I’m a nursing mother who burns calories like a marathon runner or I’d be in big trouble. (Pun intended).

UPDATE: Recipe for the Oreo frosting has been posted here. A word of caution: don’t blame me if you, too, develop a world-class sweet tooth after you make this stuff.