I worry about Riley all the time. It’s hard raising him. I’m always worried I’m not doing the right thing for him. I’ve been trying to communicate with him better. I’ve asked him some things over the last few months. Wanting to understand his love language better, I simply asked him what we do that makes him feel loved. The first thing he said is when we give him treats (soda, candy, etc) Then he said taking him places and spending time together. Dylan and I have started taking him (and kyler) on dates. The first one was to the flag store and then the dirty soda shop. He is starting to enjoy school more. Making a few friends. But he often still says “my life sucks” and “I hate my life.” Things like that. Often. Even after a seemingly good day. So I’ve been asking him “well what can make it better.” And it’s often things to do with food. “I wish i could have candy everyday.” “I wish I could drink whatever I want, whenever I want.”

I sometimes hate the hours in the evening after dinner and before bed. Actually, I always hate those hours, especially in the winter. I feel restless.

I thought, what if I could get Riley into the kitchen to make some things. We could learn to bake, cook and create things that are delicious yet healthier then store bought things. We could spend time together. We could fill those horrible hours. We could maybe someday be creative.

With not much on hand, just standard baking items, i found a recipe for snickerdoodles. It’s a start.