Oh.my.goodness.
I found this recipe on Plain Chicken, although it just popped up on the side and immediately sparked my interest because I love all things cinnamon. Pretty obsessed with cinnamon actually. And who doenst love a blondie? Applebees anyone? Anyway, I decided to make some for us and for Baker's teachers as part of their end-of-the-year present. Well, I died, they were so good. The only disappointing part is that you use an 8 X8 pan and that just doesnt make much. I was so sad that I had to give some to his teachers.
These were pretty easy to make and I already had most of the ingredients in my pantry. I love when that happens.
Ingredients:
1 cup plus 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour¼ teaspoon salt2 teaspoons cinnamon1 stick unsalted butter1 ½ cups light brown sugar1 large egg plus one egg yolk, room temperature1 ½ teaspoons vanilla
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Line a 8 x 8 baking pan with parchment and grease the parchment.
Sift the flour, salt and cinnamon together and set aside. Melt butter and brown sugar in saucepan until the sugar has dissolved. Cook one more minute until the mixture bubbles, but doesn’t boil. Set aside to cool – approximately 10 minutes. Add the egg, egg yolk, and vanilla to the brown sugar mixture and blend. Pour sugar and egg mixture over flour and stir until just blended.
Pour batter into the pan. Bake for 25 – 35 minutes until the center is springy; do not over bake. When it has cooled slightly, run a knife around the edges to loosen and invert onto a cooling rack. Carefully peel off the parchment. Let cool completely, then cut into small squares.
1 cup plus 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour¼ teaspoon salt2 teaspoons cinnamon1 stick unsalted butter1 ½ cups light brown sugar1 large egg plus one egg yolk, room temperature1 ½ teaspoons vanilla
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Line a 8 x 8 baking pan with parchment and grease the parchment.
Sift the flour, salt and cinnamon together and set aside. Melt butter and brown sugar in saucepan until the sugar has dissolved. Cook one more minute until the mixture bubbles, but doesn’t boil. Set aside to cool – approximately 10 minutes. Add the egg, egg yolk, and vanilla to the brown sugar mixture and blend. Pour sugar and egg mixture over flour and stir until just blended.
Pour batter into the pan. Bake for 25 – 35 minutes until the center is springy; do not over bake. When it has cooled slightly, run a knife around the edges to loosen and invert onto a cooling rack. Carefully peel off the parchment. Let cool completely, then cut into small squares.
If you even think this sounds good, you wont be disappointed. YUM.
Bubbles and Dexter think he has a popsicle to share.
Let me interrupt this post to say that I am fully aware that 99.9 % of my pictures are of Baker only, doing various activities. This is because I hate taking pictures. I usually forget my camera or don't care enough to get everyone posed together. I wish I was like that, but I never like to interrupt the moment to take a picture. It always feels like a buzzkill. Anyway, Bake is the only one I take the time to really photograph. He is also the only one that says "NO PICTURES MOMMY!" 
2. I can, in fact, sleep past 6:00 if I'm allowed to.
Picture it: Pouring down rain, Brent and myself trecking down to the beach with 2 beach chairs, an umbrella, a cooler and a bag full of "stuff" as if it was 90 degrees and sunny. Then, having a "can you hit the stick with the koosh ball" contest for a while. I am not a big fan of super hot days on the beach anyway, so this actually might have been my ideal.
6. Brent's and my normal life run like a well-oiled machine. We are more scheduled than I even realized. So much so that when we are given tons of free time and zero responsibility, we arent really sure how to use it.
Our condo was 50 yards ( i'm not good at estimating distances..lets just say very close) from Flip Flops Grill and we ate all breakfast there and one lunch and we were sad we didn't eat all meals there, honestly. This place was once "Beach Java" which was equally great for us. This place made an impression on me so I bought a T-shirt. I.never.buy.T-shirts.anywhere. Even as a middle schooler when all my friends HAD to have that Fudruckers T-shirt or Billy's Bar & Grill or Hard Rock Cafe, I never sucumed to the pressure. Not sure why, I just never cared. Point is, for me to buy a T-shirt means that this place really means something to me.
Thanks to Shug & Daggy for entertaining this boy all weekend. He came back looking relaxed, healthy and happy. Its always nice to know they are in good hands!
Favorite part of this picture is Bake's fake smile. At least he knows now to look at the camera. 
At first sight you think they will be just like the popsicles from the skating rink, but then you realize they are so.much.better. Baker is obessed with them. Whenever we open the freezer he says "popsicle?" and we take it on the back porch and swing while we eat them....then I might sing a song I made up called "Baker and Mommy Swinging" but thats embarrasing so I won't go there.
This was an event that reminded me why we always stick to a schedule. If he goes past his point, we are all miserable. Kids don't undestand "staying up late" for a special occasion.
