Today saw a spot of Daddy daycare, which (as it so often does) involved taking Lizzie to soft play for some climbing, sliding, swinging and general merriment, Lizzie had almost as much fun as Ian did!
After we had had our fill of slinging ourselves down slides into pits of brightly coloured plastic balls we headed home for a spot of lunch and a little nap (soft play is tiring, especially if you are a big person crawling through obstacles that are supposed to be tricky for little people to fit through).
Nap time over Lizzie opened her advent calendar to find today’s activity was…………………….Make peppermint creams with Daddy! A quick bit of emergency googling told Ian he needed peppermint essence – check, an egg white – check, icing sugar – hmmm. Ian has a vague recollection of Becksie asking him to buy some icing sugar, and the fact there was none in the pantry was probably the reason why. How can a house run out of icing sugar?
Anyway, Ian considered his options, nip out and buy some, or improvise…………….Ian’s kitchen improvisations never go well, but if at first you don’t succeed………… There was a demo Ian saw somewhere where a man took a stick blender and made regular sugar into icing sugar just by blending it for a few minutes. Now this was a super-fast blender and ours is definitely on it’s last legs, but undeterred Ian gave it a go. the results were not too bad, not as fine as he would like but it could definitely pass for icing sugar – top tip!!!!
If you would like to give them a go the recipe we used was:
1 egg white
400g icing sugar
Whisk the egg until it forms stiff peaks, then whisk in the icing sugar and essence.
Beat until a stiff paste is formed and then roll out and make into the desired shape – simple!!
The kind act for the day was to send text messages to two friends, something Ian is terrible at remembering to do, but two texts (and subsequent replies) have been sent!
Whilst out and about Ian also had a supermarket based dilemma. having arrived at soft play half an hour before it opened he decided to pop and do a bit of shopping and post a parcel he had with him. He tracked down the post office only to find that it was in fact at the back of a supermarket – now our year is up he could have gone in, not bought anything and used the Post Office……………but decided not to, we have still not set foot in a supermarket and this did not seem like a good enough reason to do so. The parcel came back with us and we nipped into Faringdon to post it, although it seemed that everyone else in Faringdon and a busload of tourists all decided to visit the Post Office about 30 seconds before we arrived, making it far from the quick task we expected, still a few minutes waiting is not too much of a price to pay for staying supermarket free!!