By Sheri Hopkins, Lifestyle Contributor
Hello everyone! Welcome to Arkansas, spring, summer, winter and fall all in one day. I love the time change though. I am not gonna lie, I have had a hard time going to bed at night, but I will get back in the swing in a week or two.
I don’t think I have told y’all, but my youngest granddaughter is living with me again. She is a hypochondriac and her brothers know this. We were eating and she was telling us how she accidentally got a desk at school shoved into her stomach and it hurt and so on. I don’t doubt one bit that it hurt, I’m sure it did. I overheard her brother, Ethan, telling his brother, Evan, “Well we know where this is going, she probably has internal bleeding from it.” I couldn’t help but laugh. He knows her all too well.
Remember that song “Kids Say the Darndest Things”? That is a true story. They will embarrass their parents for sure. I remember when Jacob was about two or so. We were at the IGA (aka Countryboy, aka CVS, aka Harps). There was a man there and he had an eye patch on, and little sweet Jacob sees him and yells, “Look mom, a pirate?” I could have crawled in a hole, but the man was very kind about it.
When his sister was little, we were in a grocery store and passed a woman that was so wrinkled she looked like a prune—too much sun—and Shannon yells, “Mom did you see that ugly woman?” Yes, she said it and I just took off like a scalded ape as fast as I could.
I went to church a couple of weeks ago to listen to my nephew speak. They have a nice church full of wonderful people, but they are sure not like us Pentecostals. I was the only one clapping and saying amen. I said all that to tell you this: one time when my niece Raylee was little, she went to church with me and we clap, sing loud and holler amen. When she went home, she told her momma and daddy that at Aunt Sheri’s church the preacher yells at them and they yell back. I thought that was so funny. I like some fast-paced music and hand clapping.
Have a blessed week and be ready for all four seasons since we live in Arkansas.
This week’s recipe is for a peach cobbler:
1 cup flour
1 cup sugar
1 tsp. baking powder
pinch of salt
1 cup milk
1 cup of butter
1 large can peaches with syrup
Melt butter in a 9×13 baking dish in a 350-degree oven and set aside. Mix all dry ingredients and add milk, blending well. Pour batter evenly into a baking dish. Pour sliced peaches with syrup on top of the batter, do not mix. Place in a 350-degree oven and bake until golden brown, approximately 45 minutes. Serve warm with vanilla ice cream.
