Coffee Cake

In an effort to convince our little girl that I am most certainly domesticated enough to be her Mommy and that she is more than welcome to come out, come out whenever at this point, I made a coffee cake.  That's right, folks.  I made a coffee cake!  And, not to toot my own horn or anything, but it tastes fantastic!

My friend, Deanna, gave me this simple recipe a while ago and I've been meaning to try it out for so long.  Now that I am home with nothing to do playing the waiting game, this morning was the perfect opportunity to test it out.  We had our first light snow of the season last night and it has since been windy and cold.  The warm, crumbly, cinnamon-y, goodness of coffee cake really hit the spot!  Plus, I thought it might be good to show our baby that despite what she may think I am domesticated and ready for her arrival.  We all are.

I've voted and have upheld my duties as a United States citizen.  I've made a coffee cake from scratch with my superior cooking skills.  I've kept the womb nice and warm for the last ten months.  It's really about time that Little Miss decides to uphold her end of the deal and make an appearance. 

Anyone second that?!

Jack certainly doesn't need any of my convincing...
...Or is that the coffee cake talking??