Scream cheese. Get it? Hah.
With Halloween nearly upon us we thought it would be fun to bake up something festive and scary. Scream cheese brownies are festive, but definitely not scary. Not unless food coloring scares you. And heck. We live in NJ, just a few miles from the Turnpike, Hudson River, and at least 3 superfund sites. A little food coloring now and then is nothing.
Anyway, these scream cheese brownies are super easy to make. I’ve become somewhat of a brownie snob since actively food blogging, trying to avoid boxed brownie mix in favor of making brownies from scratch. Which I’ve done. And done. Oh, and done.
But when company is coming over in a few hours and you’ve got a newborn and a toddler vying for your attention, plus a dozen errands and chores to wrap up, you have to be realistic.
We saw these scream cheese brownies on Pinterest and thought they were a fun, and seasonally appropriate, way to jazz up brownies.
Life these past 2 and 1/2 weeks has been a lot busier now that we have a newborn. Not that I expected anything less. But it definitely has been time- challenging.
I used to get into work a half hour early to get a head start on the day before anyone else showed up (it’s almost zen like- an empty, quiet office). Now it’s kind of a “family circus” every morning as Rachel tries to shower before the Baby wakes up hungry, and as I try to feed Toddler in between getting dressed and ready myself. Everyone then gets multiple rounds of kisses and goodbyes as I take forever to walk out the door, because I just can’t take my eyes off my family to go to work. I think they miss me during the day as much as I miss them. I know they do, actually, as Toddler will walk around saying to himself “Daddy. Home.” or “Da-di! Da-di!” as he plays or goes about his business throughout the day.
After work I get home as quick as I can to see my boys and help out. I’m thankful I work for an employer who doesn’t either directly by mandating or indirectly by guilt tripping keep me working late. Once home, I’m greeted by Toddler at the back door, tapping on the window and screeching in excitement. His latest thing is to bear hug my legs when I walk through the door while saying “Up. Up!” or “Uppity!”. I gladly oblige.
Some nights dinner time is a challenge, as Toddler doesn’t want anything he is served and throws everything on the floor (thank goodness for the dog). Other nights (usually pizza or pasta nights) are easy. Play time follows, as I do my best to divide my attention between a Toddler who wants to rough house, read books, play with trains, or cook with his toy kitchen, and our newborn who…well, just chills in my arms. Which is very nice, considering his older brother was never a “just chill” baby.
Bath and bed time comes all too quickly for Toddler. Play time has flown by quickly, and I feel like I barely saw him all day (indeed, I haven’t). After washing him up and brushing his teeth (he’s great at helping to brush his teeth) it’s time for PJ’s and a story, while Rachel and Baby join us. Then it’s lights out. I get a wet, drooley kiss on my check and a big hug, then I pass Toddler to his Mommy to conclude bedtime routine while I take newborn downstairs.
I didn’t really set out to explain that whole routine. But as I got into it I just kept going. This routine is very special to me, now. It isn’t something I ever would have expected to be doing even a year ago. But now these are the highlights of my day. As satisfying as my job is, as busy as life gets, the little gems in our morning and night routine with Rachel and our boys blow it all away. This is the good stuff right here. This is what it’s all about.
Recipe from: The Girl Who Ate Everything