It is fun to document my domestic fears and share how I am trying to overcome them. If you have been reading me for a long time, you might notice that I have had many domestic fears to overcome. I had a fear of working with dough, I have feared getting dirty in a garden, I was terrified of my mower, I was scared to cut hair, and another fear that I have experienced since college is the fear of canning.
The whole process really went smoothly and I ended up with eighteen jars of Pumpkin Butter. I can’t wait to give these away as hostess gifts!
This recipe is a great one for a first-time canner especially if you use the slow cooker to make it. There is no processing involved and it yields a great amount for very little effort.
The results were delicious! This literally tastes like pumpkin pie smeared all over bread. I am going to make some of my Buttery Bread Machine Rolls to put this on for dinner one night this week.
Here is how my conversation went with my husband after the great canning experience:
Me: I am so proud of myself! I am all done! You want some toast with pumpkin butter on it?
Him: I don’t want to die. You can’t get rid of me that easily!
Me: Very funny…Hey, I think I have overcome all of my fears now.
Him: What about sewing?
Me: Shut up!
Looks like sewing will be next! I am making a pact with myself to take a course next year and figure it out.
Sound Off: Do you have any domestic fears that you are working on overcoming? Please tell me that I am not alone!
Our leaves are falling and there are plenty of raking opportunities over here. While Emily laid down for her nap, I took Ethan outside to rake leaves. He was so excited to help me and I was excited to do something with just him.
I have felt lots of mommy guilt about not giving the kids the equal time they each deserve. Ethan and I had a heart-to-heart yesterday evening about how he sometimes misses doing stuff with just me. I am going to try to make more of an effort to take advantage of her 
Raking seemed like the perfect opportunity to share some time together. I raked while Ethan ran through the leaves, batted the leaves with a baseball bat, and gathered leaves in his trick-or-treat bucket. 
