Chocolate Crumb Cake

This cake is delicious and even better when served warm.

Chocolate Crumb Cake
2 cups flour
1 cup sugar
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda
1/4 cup butter
1 egg
3/4 cup milk
1/2 cup of Hershey's Chocolate Syrup

Mix flour and suger and reserve 1/2 cup of this mixture for "crumbs" and set aside.  Add salt, baking powder and baking soda to remaining flour misture.  Blend in butter, egg, milk and chocolate syrup.  Beat well, pour into a greased square baking pan.  Scatter reserved crumbs over top and bake at 350 degrees for 30 - 35 minutes.

The Language of a Smile

There's a special language spoken
By everyone on earth
No matter what their country,

No matter what their birth;

It transcends all time and space.

It's known alike by old and young

And found in every place.
Those who speak it often

Always find that it's worthwhile

Everybody understants it-
It's the language of a smile!
~ Author Unknown

Alfredo Noodles

1 1/2 cups chicken broth
3/4 cup milk
2 tablespoons butter
1/4 teaspoon salt
3 3/4 cups wide noodles (uncooked)
1/2 cup Parmesan cheese (grated)

In a large skillet, stir together chicken broth, milk, butter and salt; heat to boiling. Add uncooked noodles and simmer about 8 minutes until noodles are tender (still frequently) and about 3 tablespoons of liquid remains. Remove from heat and stir in Parmesan cheese until melted. Makes 4 servings.

Wordless Wednesday

The Time Out Chair

Oh my goodness, I felt so bad, what’s a grandma to do?  The little guy needed to spend time in the Time Out chair.  Yes it happened for the very first time… my grandson did something he wasn’t supposed to do and needed to be disciplined while in my care.

My little man was not a happy camper that I made him sit for the age appropriate three minutes.  As the crocodile tears flowed, he was truly upset at me and even turned his chair around to face the wall.  At that moment, he didn’t want to have anything to do with his grandma.

All was well a short time later and we are friends again.  You know, I don’t know who felt worse… my grandson or me.  Grandparents are supposed to love them and spoil them rotten, right?  I honestly feel it’s much harder to discipline a grandchild than my own children.