I know Avery is going through a growth spurt…and it’s not just the pants he’s growing out that have tipped me off. Remember just one week ago when I made a huge batch of granola? SIXTEEN cups, to be exact. Well, it’s gone. Completely gone.
I ate it three times.
Every time I gave Avery yogurt and granola he beegggged and begged for more. I knew he was growing due to his changing size so I’d give him more but generally cut him off at three servings (a cup and a half of granola and a cup of yogurt plus honey…that’s massive).
So today after he begged and I had none left I decided to make a small batch for him.
As I was making it he confiscated the raw almonds and has been munching on them while watching Sesame Street as I make granola.
This snack was AFTER breakfast of an orange (something else he’s begged for incessantly), bread with local blackberry/cherry jam, a serving of granola (the very last one), and a glass of green orange juice.
See him hovering in the background? He was saying ‘mine green juice! Mine green juice!’. I was like ‘hang on kid, gotta take a picture of this goodness.’
The classic green stache. So suave.
The green orange juice was a simple combo of a couple cups of kale and spinach and then four oranges. We shared it.
When you have eighteen pounds of oranges…they turn up a lot.
It was cheap…I’m a sucker.
Anyway, now the granola is done.
And as I mentioned last time, I never make the same thing twice. So I may as well tell you what I put in this granola. I took some inspiration from a batch my mom made not too long ago.
Orange Peel Granola
- 3 cups rolled old fashioned oats
- 1 cup chopped almonds
- 1 Tblsp chia seeds
- 1/4 cup coconut oil
- 1/4 cup creamy peanut butter
- 1/4 cup orange juice (juice from one orange
- zest from one orange
- 1/4 cup honey
- 1/2 Tblsp molasses
- dash of cinnamon
- dash of salt
- 1 cup raisins
Combine everything but the raisins, press into pan and put in preheated oven at 350. Bake until browned (around 30min). Once you pull it out of the oven spread raisins on top and allow to cool before storing. Makes about 7 cups.
It’s good. I promise.
And now a couple pics of my charmers.
He can wink. It might be a trick of the sun.
Future parking lot engineer/designer? Is that a thing?
Handful of kisses.
One other funny thing. BOTH my boys cannot stand immodesty (Shane also, but he’s my man, not boy), and whenever the slightest bit of my midsection shows, they try frantically to pull my shirt down.
So young, and yet, so aware.
Now I must fold laundry. I have put that off waaaaay too long.