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Salt Dough Ornaments + Traditions

Happy Holidays! We are in the homestretch, and naturally, the time continues to fly. No chance in tying that down. I probably could use another month to accomplish everything I want to get done {along with the rest of the world}, but the reality is that most of it won’t happen. Getting to that realization and saying “it’s okay!” is a tough one. BUT the flip side? The moments we have spent celebrating and those events and activities we have waiting...

Stop Should-ing On Yourself

The holidays are in full swing around our home. {And my handsome fella is decking the halls as we speak!} With that comes tree trimming, present wrapping, cookie baking and holiday movie watching … Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, it also comes with last minute shopping, quick meal preparing, too much sugar consuming and invincible-thinking. In short, we’re trying to do it all while experiencing it all. Tough stuff. A quick example: while I’m looking up a royal icing recipe, I’m...

Conversations with Mads

Kids say the darndest things … or the creepiest … It’s 6 a.m. I make my way to Mads’ room. I flip on the hallway light and open her door. Me: “Good Morning, Miss Madeline!” Mads: <sleeping> Me: <rubbing her back> “Mads, it’s time to wake up.” Mads: turns over and whispers, “Madeline isn’t here. I’m Bobby.” Starts to giggle. Ummm … okay … Needless to say, I played along for a moment, laughed it off and said something to...

Baking Tips for Yummy Cinnamon Rolls

I love baking! Thank goodness the temps are low. Now my simple act of turning the oven on does not cause my hubs to break into a sweat. 🙂 I had the itch to make cinnamon rolls and of course I went straight to Pinterest for inspiration and ultimately a really great recipe. Ideally, I was looking for something that was quick and delicious. Unfortunately, when it comes to baking, the “quick and delicious” combination doesn’t always work together. But no...

The Lasts

This random thought popped into my head a few months ago…I don’t remember the last time I washed a bottle. I don’t remember the last time I swaddled her. Infancy, those first beautiful months, just disappeared....