Homemade Pop Tarts

I have to credit this receipt to Meg from WhatsUpMoms.  I must admit I am a big fan of these lovely ladies!

Here is the video that inspired me to make my own! 

I have always wanted to make my own pop tarts. Lets face it, store bought pop tarts are filled with sugar and various other ingredients that are not very good for you. At least you can control what goes into a homemade version, and then if you add bad things you know exactly who is to blame!

So I am going to show you how I made mine!

First start with a piecrust. It can be homemade or store bought. I normally make mine and I use the Pioneer Woman’s Recipe because to me, it is one of the best.

(To view other great recipes from the Pioneer Woman click here.)

I forgot to take a photo of the rolled out crust because I was too excited to get started – Sorry everyone 😦

Now you can cut out your shapes. Now normally pop tarts are square, but that can be boring. In Megs video she is making them for Valentines Day so they are hearts…me I like elephants, so that’s what I made!

I love elephants!
I love elephants!

Make sure that you cut out two for each pop tart, one for the bottom and one for the top. I only made three pop tarts out of my pie crust, but that was all I needed.

Next lay out your bottom layer on your baking sheet and then take some water and rub it around the edges.

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Then you can put your filling in. I went with raspberry jam, since that is my husbands favorite!

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Once they are filled (make sure that you don’t overfill.)

Now that you have them all filled and looking yummy,  it is time to top them!

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Once you got them topped off, press around the filling to get as much air out as possible. Then it’s time to seal up your pie crust so that you don’t have any filling spilling over.

Don’t they look so cute?

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Once they are all sealed, make an egg wash (beaten egg with a tablespoon of water) and cover the pop tarts. Now for my favorite part, top with sugar for some sweetness.

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Place the tarts in the oven at 375 degrees for about 20 minutes or until golden brown. IMG_2083

Now, when I made these the first time the filling came out a bit, but they were still amazing!

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I hope you all enjoy these as much as I did!

~Sarah

INGREDIENTS

-1 Pie Crust
-Raspberry Jam ( I used a none sweetened version)
-1 egg
-1 Tablespoon water
-1 Teaspoon sugar

Food Fail

Last week and this week are full of craziness. Last week on Wednesday I thought for sure I was in labor – I wasn’t 😦

That was the first false alarm, but my contractions continued well into Saturday evening – and I don’t just mean a few here and there, I mean constant contractions that were 3 to 5 minutes apart. I was in and out of the hospital more times than I care to remember. I know most of the nurses thought I was crazy, but when they saw contractions registering then they shut up! However, there wasn’t enough going on to keep me, so home I went.

This process really drained me emotionally and physically. So I said screw the Gestational Diabetes I am making S’mores….well I attempted to make “oven s’mores dip.”

Here are the sad results:

IMG_1680Now it still tasted amazing, but it just wasn’t as pretty as I would have liked. I want to blame this on Cooper, like I do everything else, however this one was all the baby brain. I just forgot they were in the oven! And honestly they are only in there for a few minutes!

I was using Facetime to talk with my nieces and nephews and showing them Cooper’s new trick (Which is just sitting pretty, but he does it so well), and then the smoke alarms went off! I alerted the whole apartment complex to my food blunder!IMG_1682

Anyway the recipe is still a good one if you don’t have a bonfire to go to, so here it is just for fun.

What you will need:

A cast iron skillet or a Glass pie dish

Ingredients:

3 Tablespoons butter

1 cup chopped walnuts

1 bag of chocolate chips

Mini marshmallows

Graham crackers

Directions:

Set your oven to Broil on high, however if you have baby brain like me I recommend low.

In your cast iron skillet melt the butter. Once melted, add in chopped walnuts until they are toasted and fragrant.IMG_1676

Remove from the heat and add the chocolate chips. They will begin to melt right away, just let them be, I know that is the hard part.IMG_1677

Then top the chocolate with all of your marshmallows.IMG_1678

Place the cast iron in the oven for the marshmallows to toast. Once they are golden brown…or black like

mine…remove from the broiler and break off some of your graham crackers and enjoy!IMG_1681

I personally like to just dip mine in, but my husband like it better as a spread on the graham cracker. I will be honest too and admit that I am the one who burns marshmallows in the campfire anyway so I don’t think I failed  that badly 😛

NOTE: Another way to make this is to line a sheet pan with graham crackers and then place a chocolate bar on top with the marshmallow and then broil. Once the chocolate is melted and the marshmallow toasted, top with another graham cracker.

PREGNANCY UPDATE: Also, I know I keep saying I am going to post a picture of the baby’s nursery, but honestly as soon as I get something done, someone comes in and messes it up – like my mother who just has to leave all of her suitcases in the room for a few weeks!Mother_Daughter

I know my little guy will be making an appearance in the next few days – I just have a feeling, so you will all get to see the nursery and the baby very soon!

 

 

 

 

 

~Sarah

Hello World:

My name is Sarah and I am 37 weeks pregnant – just to be clear that means I am extremely large and for the most part, crabby! Since a vast majority of you are not women and or your not pregnant, I just wanted to let you see a glimpse as to what it feels like both physically and emotionally.

The question I get asked the most, how does it feel to be pregnant? Answer: It is like you are caring a 30-pound weight on your lower abdomen and you are not allowed to take it off, even when you sleep! For comparison, my puppy Cooper is a little over 30 pounds. Image him laying on you at all times and not being able to move him.

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Do you know what that means? It means that in order to turn over in bed at night you must wake up, support your stomach (or back) and swing it over to the side you want to lay on, and I do mean swing. There is really no way around it, you can’t roll because then you are on top of your baby, and standing up and readjusting is just out of the question, know why? Because your hips are in a ton of pain and adding more pressure to them is enough to make you roll over to your spouse and punch them, in their sleep – of course when I do this I blame our puppy.

Now that we have discussed sleeping habits, minus the waking up every 30 minutes or so to go to the restroom, let us move to chores. I will be the first to admit that my husband does a lot for me, he is just nice like that, but there are some things that he just doesn’t do the way I like…I know I am picky! So that means that a lot of things that need to get done around the house don’t, why is that you may ask – easy, like I stated above I have a 30-pound, non-removable weight on my abdomen, and my hips hurt so much that just your basic duck-shuffle sends me over the edge.

Note to friend: If you come into my home expecting perfections, please just leave…If you are a true friend, please pick up any number of the cleaning supplies that you can find and help! I also have plenty of laundry that needs to be put away before my puppy, Cooper, can steal anything else. (For some reason he really likes to steal remote controls and whatever else he can get his mouth on really.)

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As my husband so lovingly put it this past weekend, I have no more stamina. I cannot walk through 4 stores in less than 3 hours like I use to, plus walk everything up the stairs to my apartment, and then proceed to putting it all away, it just isn’t going to happen people! I do give a little blame to the fact that I live in a small town and the only store that has a “expecting mothers” parking area is Macy’s….I don’t need a thing at Macy’s!

Expectant Mothers Parking  So we park fairly far away and it takes me 5 to 10 minutes just to get to the main entrance of a store, and because it’s a weekend, fight through a hoard of people that just don’t care if your pregnant or just large.

I would also like to take some time to thank the elderly woman who clearly saw me waddling after my husband at Kohl’s this weekend and instead of waiting for us to pass, cut us off completely­­ – I almost fell flat on my face, an object in motion and all that! I would have let it go if you didn’t do the same thing to the couple walking into the store as you were “walking” out…more like bulldozing them over to get out. Poor couple looked like a deer in headlights (I also don’t get why you didn’t use the door adjacent to the couple entering in, but what do I know about common courtesy).

Now for the positive side of things: Yes, I am 37 weeks pregnant. I have clothes laying all over my home, a puppy that wants to play fetch or tug of war all the time, dishes piling up in the sink, and a full time job that I must be present at until my son is born. However, it is nice to have these problems, and it is very humbling to know that even though life gets stressful, I am happy with where I am in life.

It breaks my heart to think about those who don’t have a pile of clothes waiting to be folded because all they have is the shirt on their backs. There are no dishes in the sink because there was no food to cook. These are the real issues of our time! We have grown so accustomed to getting what we want and convincing ourselves that it is a need, we forget about those who don’t even have the basics.

The pain that I feel in my body is fleeting. Soon I will have my son and all these “inconveniences” will be placed in a box deep in my mind, but one thing is certain, I don’t want to forget how truly blessed I am regardless of the problems I convince myself I have.

I challenge everyone including myself to take some time today to think about your problems compared to the problems of the world, or even just the problems of your neighbor. Is it really worth all the focus you are giving it? Can you take the focus off yourself and turn your attention onto another?