Weaponized Sharing

It's been a few months since Mila figured out a pretty great trick. When she sees that I have something she wants (i.e. candy or some other form of junk food), instead of begging for it, she nonchalantly states, "Sharing is caring!" and then adds, "Do you care about me, momma?"

It's diabolical. She has straight-up weaponized sharing.


Last week we went to Cedar Point. Early in the day, I looked down at little tiny Mila and asked that super fun parenting question - Is that pinkeye or did she stab herself in the face and forget to tell me? Both options are totally possible, of course. That's the magic of 5-year olds. They either nearly died when a bug landed on them and need 24583741 Band-Aids, or they don't even know that a door slammed on their finger and nearly amputated it. It's all very confusing and is probably the reason Dr. Google always diagnoses death. With little kids, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE.

Which is why it was not at all shocking when that maybe pinkeye vanished after a few hours. There was a little bit of goop? And a tiny tinge of pink? Legit, it wasn't enough to even get my attention, other than the fact that I mentally prepared my army for war JUST IN CASE. I had an urgent care plan all worked out in my head, but then I didn't need it. Because POOF! All gone! It came in went over the course of maybe five hours. Possibly even less.

I forgot all about it until yesterday when I discovered a tiny bit of goop was hanging out in my eye after I took a shower. But, no worries! If it was what Mila had, it would be gone in a few hours!

Why exactly is my five-year olds immune system stronger than mine? HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN? Did she steal some of my magic immunity? I went from a little bit of goop to straight-up nightmare fuel in the matter of 30 minutes. No joke. Everything was cool when I took Alexis to a tumbling lesson. It was still fine during the back-to-dance dance party. But when I ran down the road to buy mulch? ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE. I went from not at all worrying to driving my butt to urgent care in the span of 30 minutes.

So, uh, drugs are good. We definitely live better thanks to modern medicine.

But sharing is bad. So bad. I really need to figure out how to get Mila to knock it off with the sharing.


Peach Zucchini Coffee Cake

I exist solely to make sure that there are enough carbs in the house for Mila. She lives for mac-n-cheese, bread, pasta, more bread, and did she mention that she likes mac-n-cheese? I'm not a huge carb person (gimme ice cream, please), so Mila more than makes up for what I leave behind.

Sometimes I squeeze fruits and vegetables into her carbs. Make no mistake, they still aren't healthy, but at least there is some sort of nutrition involved. Or so I tell myself.


Peach Zucchini Coffee Cake. It's reaaaaaaaallllllly good, especially warm with coffee or milk. It's a nice break from the traditional Zucchini Bread, plus the peach adds a warm touch of sweet that is *perfection*. Also, it bakes up in an 9"x13" pan instead of a bread pan, so that makes my life easier. It really does.


Go make this coffee cake.

Peach Zucchini Coffee Cake

2 1/2 cups all purpose flour, sifted (I have been sifting all of my flour lately - it does make things bake up fluffier)
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 1/2 cups light brown sugar
1/2 cup butter, melted
1 egg
3/4 cup milk
1 6-7" zucchini, grated (about 1 1/2 cups)
2 medium peaches, chopped (about 2 cups)

For the topping:
1/2 cup brown sugar
2 teaspoons cinnamon

1. Preheat the oven to 350°. Pull out an 9"x13" glass baking dish (like this or similar). There's no need to spray or butter it; the coffee cake manages to not stick all on its own.

2. Combine the flour, baking soda, baking powder, salt, cinnamon, brown sugar, butter, egg, and milk in a large mixing bowl. A rubber spatula works fine to stir them all together.

3. Add the zucchini and peaches and stir some more.

4. Pour into your 9"x13" pan and smooth out the batter.

5. In a small bowl, stir together the 1/2 cup brown sugar and 2 teaspoons cinnamon. Sprinkle over top of the batter.

6. Bake at 350° for 35-40 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean.

7. If you like a really crunchy top on your coffee cake, sprinkle a bit more brown sugar on top and place it back in the oven for 2-3 minutes using the high broiler setting. Keep an eye on it and pull it out early if it starts to look like it might burn. Broiler settings vary WILDLY.

8. Allow to cool for 10-15 minutes before trying to cut it. But eat it warm. Seriously. Do yourself a favor and try some while it's still warm. It's so happy.


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