Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?

I see a monkey looking at me.

Introducing Olé. JV's beloved stuffed animal. Well, we just got him on Saturday and JV seemed to like it. I guess beloved is an exaggeration. 

However, my husband and I could not agree on his name. 

*I like something cutesy. Like Olé. Also a nod to the upcoming World Cup 2014 (Olé Olé Olé)

*He likes something, in his own words, more American. Like Frank. Frank The Tank. Frank 'The Tank' Kaminsky. 

But, I won. How did I win it? By rapping this:

This is JV and I have a monkey named Olé

He's cute and he lives with me, okay?!

I don't care 'bout the bad things they say

'Cause nothing's stopping me today

Peace out!

Oreo Rice Krispie Treats

When JV was taking a nap yesterday, I quickly ran down to the kitchen, as if a ghost was chasing me (Indonesian idiom), and made this treats. I found the recipe while browsing during one of those nighttime pumping sessions. It can be found here.

As usual, my creation does not look as good as the original recipe. I think it's because I use my Ninja to chop the oreos instead of just breaking them into chunks. Not too bad. 

It makes me want to make Oreo milkshake next. Hello sugar!