I had bought my daughter a new packet of supermarket pants this weekend. Hurriedly grabbed as I passed them with two whinging, fighting devil children on the way to the till after the will to live had been lost in the Home Baking, Bread, Dairy and Frozen Vegetable Aisles. Occasionally I do feel an overwhelming desire to drop kick my kids into the waist high open freezers on top of the cauliflower florets and sliced carrots . I then imagine leaving them to vegetable frostbite in order to teach them a lesson whilst dodging the security guards and legging it swiftly to a beautiful, sunny meadow where I can doze in the sunshine and talk to the tame wildlife that come to nibble from my hand………..
Pants bought as well as a whole carrier bag full of crisps. (Don’t judge it was one of those days) I drove like a lunatic home whilst trying to deep breathe and remember their numerous virtues. Netflix saved the next couple of hours and I most thankfully grabbed the opportunity to sit alone, ram the rest of the crisps in my mouth and regroup. That night after half a bottle of wine I was able to psycho stare at them as usual whilst they slept and feel my heart burst with love instead of murderous intent…….Apart from the odd instance I LOVE being with them. I make it my mission for us to laugh as much as we possibly can. I am all too aware that this time is short and they are growing up so hellishly quickly. Soon they will be shutting themselves away in their smelly bedrooms, refusing to talk, obsessed with social media and sending each other horribly inappropriate pictures of themselves 😱😱😱. Mother of God what is that all about 🤷♀️🤷♀️🤷♀️……. So it makes sense to me to revel in this close relationship whilst it lasts and try to have as much of a scream as we can. And it seems that recently my daughter has taken up my comedy mantle, seemingly out of nowhere and I am left speechless at her six year old dry humour and sass……..(this is where the pants come in)………
As I was finishing drying her hair ready for school this morning I noticed that her new pair of pants had writing on the front that I had not noticed in my desperate supermarket dash to the till. Due to my aging eyeballs I couldn’t see what the top line said and so pulled the waist band of the fabric forwards to get a better look. Relieved it didn’t say anything about spanking I let go. As I sent her back to her bedroom to get dressed she turned back to me and said deadpan, ” Well that was awkward………….” (I didn’t even know she knew what awkward meant!)…… I paused then exclaimed incredulously, ” Don’t be silly I’m your Mother! ” Quick as a flash and still deadpan she said, ” No, you’re a Nosy Parker ” and with a flick of her head she turned on her heels back to her bedroom where I could hear her giggling into her vest…. God help me she is going to be trouble ……I love it.
This Lemon Cheesecake is sensational and so crazily easy it is perfect for times of children induced stress where you want something fabulous but feel like mostly sitting in the corner ramming crisps in your mouth. Please understand that I am extremely genuine when I say it is not only incredible but incredibly simple too. Make the base, whisk all the filling ingredients together at the same time and dollop it in for mouthfuls of Lemony Heaven. It is a big crowd pleaser every time and will sit in the fridge happily for leftovers. Mega, mega lush Lemon Cheesecake.
Here is another simple but incredible make ahead dessert – Meringues
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