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Wren’s edible nests

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Wren’s guests were wowed by her edible nests, which Grandma Judy made for Wren’s party. She makes these darling treats every year for Easter, but I asked (begged) her to make them for Wren’s birthday party too. She lovingly shared her recipe for the nests too. Here it is!

Wren’s Edible Nests

This recipe makes between 30 and 40 nests, depending on how large you make them.

Ingredients:

12 oz chocolate chips

4 1/2 oz peanut butter

10 large shredded wheat biscuits

Bag of jelly beans – enough for 2-3 beans for each nest

Directions:

Melt together the chocolate chips and peanut butter in the microwave or a double-boiler, if you have one. Meanwhile, break apart the shredded wheat biscuits while they are still in the package then empty into a bowl. Pour the melted chocolate and peanut butter goodness over the shredded wheat and combine. Form into nests with your hands and place the jelly beans in the centers. Form on cookie sheets covered in wax paper then chill in the fridge to retain the shapes. Enjoy!

Thanks, Grandma Judy!

Wren’s Birthday bash!

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A few thoughts… and a few photos for you, dear readers.

90 degrees, buttercream frosting.

Hhhhmm, not exactly what I had planned, but most of the yummy cupcakes I made were thankfully consumed before they completely succumbed to the late May heat wave (and *they* say that climate change is a hoax, hhmph).

Taking care of a tired, hot, over-stimulated 1-year-old while frosting her cupcakes and placing cookies on a tray.

Again, never once when I thought about Wren’s party did I even–for one second–think that I would also be taking care of her at the same time. Duh. Hello?! Let this be a lesson, lovelies. Bring in the troops! Although I am 125% sure that I became a major pain in the a** to the people I love most, my family pitched in and made the party happen. “Mom, feel like doing a little ironing?”  To which she responded, “No… But I will.” Remember, it was 90 degrees.. Only a Mom will iron your party clothes when the needle hits 90. Thanks, Mom.

Go ahead and invite a bunch of your friends with small children, but don’t expect to be able to talk with them.

After a couple hours, the yard cleared out and just my family was left. But I hadn’t really talked with anyone other than to ask if they wanted something else to drink or to order them to “please come sing ‘Happy Birthday! Now. Before the frosting puddles on the table. Please?” Turns out when all the adults are busy running around after the little people, we all just orbit around each other and rarely connect except with a few knowing glances, shrugs and a quick hug. The upside of this is that you don’t need many chairs for a kids birthday party because only a few people have the luxury of sitting down for a few minutes.

Now for some eye candy. So glad I asked my (favorite) brother to be my official party photographer. Don’t you think he did a great job?


Only once in your life do you get a plate of “1” cookies. This photo makes me smile.

“Wren’s nests,” courtesy of Grandma Judy.

Wren knew the party was all for her, especially the round of “Happy Birthday!” Here she is, so excited about being the center of attention. Trying her best to be as cute as possible. Funny how the wee ones pick up the signals, eh?

Happy Birthday, dearest Wren Sabina!

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