Nesting, Nesting...One, Two, Three

It's started.

You know, nesting.

I have been a baking fool lately. I just want to bake. And bake. And bake.

I've made quite a few homemade yummies in the past couple of weeks. Most of it gives me heartburn, but I don't mind. I love homemade yummies!

I've made the following:

blueberry coffeecake--totally ooey, gooey, and to die for

lemon bars

apple cake--which gave me the worst heartburn. I blame the vegetable oil. Or maybe the apples.

Jell-O cake

I did the same thing a few weeks before Isabella arrived. I baked anything and everything.

I really want to do some homemade cinnamon rolls. I've been craving them for weeks now!

I would do anything for buttermilk brownies, but think I'll wait until after Madelyn arrives....chocolate cake type things have been my enemy for the past few weeks now.

Oh--and cleaning. I've scrubbed doors, spots on the fridge, organized Isabella's clothes, getting all of Madelyn's stuff ready, using Clorox wipes wherever I can, vacuuming, dusting, Windexing, hunting for any of those cobweb things in corners or on lights.

Seriously. I've been a little crazy.

The past couple of days I've taken it easy (Isabella is back to waking up at unheard of hours in the morning) but poor Leo has been doing everything. He refuses to let me do anything while he is home...but then I find so much that needs to be done.

You get the picture.

But for the record--he is such an amazing husband! Lately he cooks, cleans anything, he organized our entire closet, pulled weeds from my gardens out front. He.is.amazing.

I just had to throw that in there, I don't think I give him enough credit sometimes.

Love you, babes!