I'm the mom, so I'm supposed to be able to fix it, but I can't.
So, instead I took to the kitchen. Isn't that what everyone does? Ok, not everyone. When I was Ash's age, I did the whole depressed not-eating. But now I'm old and fat and everything should be fixed with food.
I went to my favorite cooking blog, Cooking Classy, and found something easy to make. And it included chocolate, which we all know is perfect for depression.
This is what her yumminess looks like. Mine, not so much.
I read the directions and it sounded easy enough, so I bundled Ash up and dragged her to the store with me. I needed to buy:
- square pretzels
- Hershey's hugs
|Linin' up the pretzels|
|Topped them with hugs|
|Warmed the pretzels/hugs up in the oven,|
pulled them out and topped with M&Ms.
Next up, I'm trying her recipe for Funfetti Popcorn. That involves a double boiler on my end, so wish me luck.