I think all of the nice spring weather has thrown a wrench on my meal plans… last week we ate hot dogs three times in 5 days… the weather was so stinking gorgeous that we had to grill and all I had in the freezer was hot dogs, so the kids were VERY happy. When my 2 year old sees hot dogs in the fridge she says, “hot dogs daddy make” (Truth is Daddy makes anything that is on the grill, but hot dogs is the meat of choice for the kids) Anyway, here’s to more than just hot dogs!

I started a policy at our house a few months ago which said, “Dessert only on Weekends.” My son is a great policeman on this and will ask throughout the week, “Is it the weekend yet?” If I serve dessert during the week, he often calls me out on it, but always happily partakes. I must confess the last few weeks I have really gone lax on this policy… it was his birthday, or we had company over, or ummm we had leftovers….

Mothering takes a lot of hard work and a lot of late nights. While I only have four years of experience to look back on, I’m pretty sure it is moments like these that I will cherish when I’m old and gray. 5 Minutes for Mom is hosting a Mother’s Day Photo Contest asking bloggers to post a picture that defines motherhood; I knew right away that I had to recycle this previous Wordless Wednesday.

I fear I have become a gadget person. I don’t know how or when it happened, but recently I have noticed the signs. Two weeks ago when on my date night with hubby, we had some extra time after our Toys R Us date, so I asked if we could run in the mall to look at the new iphone at the apple store. Yes, you read that correctly. I asked my husband if we could go look at technological equipment that I knew we couldn’t afford and weren’t going to buy, just b/c I wanted to play with one.

Last week as we were running errands the Christian radio station played one of those 60 sec minisermons. The person was speaking on 1 John 4 and read the passage which states, “This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.” Son: " Mom, why did she say we don’t love God?" Me: “They were saying that we didn’t love God first, but that God loved us and then we loved him.

I have been singing the praises of oxiclean for some time now. It has gotten poop, tomato sauce, mud, and spit up out of my clothes for years. This Easter I REALLY put it to the test. We were dying eggs with the kids. My two year old had just plopped her egg into the red dye when she tipped the mug to peer into it and check out her handiwork.

Tonight I was out all evening. I met a friend for dinner and then went to a steering meeting for my MOPS group. My wonderful husband stayed home with the kids. He made them waffles for dinner and they had a super hero night. My son received a Super Hero Starter Kit for his birthday which included an instruction book, real cape, eye masks and shield stickers. My son has been wearing his cape for days and my hubby has been teaching him how to be a super hero.

That’s right folks, the show is about to begin…. Welcome to the new and improved location of my blog. I certainly hope that you will stay awhile, get to know us a bit, and come back often to share in my Life at the Circus!! For new and curious readers you can scroll down and catch up on previous posts or find out the inspiration behind my title. Grab some cotton candy, pop some popcorn and enjoy the show!

I have really enjoyed having people stop by to check out my recipes. I hope you’ll stick around awhile and learn more about the circus life here. It has also been a ton of fun for me to find new recipes to throw into the mix by visiting the other postings on Menu Plan Monday. Here’s what’s cooking at my place this week!! Monday: Another MOPS meeting for me which means Daddy and the kiddos are having pancakes again.

They warned me this would happen. I told myself I wouldn’t do it. And yet, I did and they were right. Darn those “experienced moms” who’ve been there and done that. Just last night I brought him home from the hospital and got up at least 8 times during the night to make sure he was still in the bassinet at the foot of our bed. During one of those middle of the night feedings I did the forbidden….