Brownies, Baths and Baby Butts...

What do these three things have in Common????

Absolutely Nothing.....except that they have become three of my all time favorite things... and they all start with the letter B....(ha...I'm definitely transitioned to SAHM status...I'm talking Sesame Street Lingo)

And the stars must have been aligned...because lucky me was able to savor all three in one day....or perhaps it was that I got a huge craving for something chocolatey sweet.....or that my Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer was singing me a Sirens song....

And I must be having a MOMENT...because these amazingly enough didn't come from a box....I ain't no Rachel Ray or Sandra Lee...and I sure as hell ain't no Martha Stewart....I suck at the stock market...and in the kitchen....but I guess I must have been channeling Julia Childs...to end up making these little morsels from heaven...

Yummy Butterscotch Brownies

Ingredients:
1-1/3 cups all-purpose flour
2 cups sugar
3/4 cup baking cocoa
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup butterscotch chips
2/3 cup vegetable oil
4 eggs, lightly beaten
2 teaspoons vanilla extract

Directions:
In a mixing bowl combine first six ingredients. In another bowl combine oil, eggs and vanilla; add to dry ingredients. Do not overmix. Spread in a 13-in. x 9-in. baking pan. Bake at 350° for 20-25 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Yield: about 24 brownies.

On the Other hand...

Pooh's little Baby Butt was definitely NOT singing a Sirens Song...but was in need of a good ole fashion scrub a dub dub....and come on...here I see a Cute boy...in the water???? I had to jump in....and of course everyone takes the camera in the tub with them....its right up there with Soap on a rope....and an I-pod...all necessities...

So after having a splashing good time with Pooh...and eating all but 2 of the brownies...I think it ended up being as close to perfect as I could imagine....now if you could only add Juice walking in the front door...holding a Jimmy Choo Marla Handbag.......that is to me...is what botox is to Joan Rivers....

Perfection.....or a warped sense it...

Maybe I'll just skip the handbag....don't want my face to crack....

I think I may just have to email these pictures to Juice....I wonder which one he'll be more jealous of.....the brownies....or me in a tub with another Man....even if he is of the pee-wee kind...