Do Kindness, Recklessly. @lexienoelleundem
October first hits and something shifts in this house. Shane drags the bin of fall decorations out of the garage so I can drink coffee and decorate. Carolynn starts begging for pumpkin everything. Camden toddles around saying “boo” at literally anything, including the dog, the mailbox, and a sock on
Halloween is my favorite time of year to get the kids in the kitchen, mostly because there’s zero pressure. Nobody’s judging a lopsided ghost or a slightly melty mummy. It’s spooky season, which means the messier and more chaotic it looks, the better. And honestly? That’s my kind of cooking
Halloween crafts sound magical in theory. In practice? You’re scraping dried glitter glue off the kitchen table at 10pm while your kid has already moved on and forgotten the whole thing existed. I love doing crafts with my kids, but I’ve learned the hard way that “fun” and “worth the
Halloween is supposed to be fun. The costumes, the excitement, the candy, it’s genuinely one of the best nights of the year for kids. But when you’ve got a little one with food allergies, it can feel like you’re constantly playing defense. Scanning ingredient labels at the grocery store, worrying
There is something about Halloween cookies that just gets me. Maybe it’s the googly eyes. Maybe it’s the fact that my kids will eat anything if I put a spider on it. Whatever the reason, this time of year I lean hard into festive baking, and I’m always hunting for recipes that
Every year around the end of September, I start getting that itch. You know the one. The one where you want to do ALL the fall things at once and your house somehow smells like caramel and craft glue at the same time. That is basically my entire October in
Okay, real talk. Every year I tell myself I am going to show up to the Fourth of July cookout with something impressive. And every year I end up grabbing a case of hard seltzer from the gas station on the way there. Not this year, friends. This year I
Every year, I tell myself I am going to plan our 4th of July spread weeks in advance. And every year, I find myself standing in the grocery dollar section three days before the holiday, throwing patriotic napkins into my cart and wondering what I am actually going to make.