Malt lovers will go crazy for this Strawberry Malt Pie!! It tastes like a strawberry malt, with lots of crushed up strawberry Whopper candies to give it a nice crunch. It’s the perfect, pretty pink for Spring.
I have decided that the trouble with parenting is that there is way too much gray area.
If you think about it, rules for being a parent hardly even exist. Feed your kid. Give your kid a roof and a place to sleep. Keep your kid warm. Don’t hurt your kid.
But the rest is kind of open to interpretation.
Anything else in life comes with rules or tests or SOMETHING. Heck, even when I got married I had to make promises and have marriage counseling beforehand, and promise to stay in sickness and health, richer or poorer.
See? Rules. Don’t leave your husband because he’s poor. It’s a rule.
But kids don’t come with rules. You literally leave the hospital confused, with lots of paperwork about postpartum depression and a big container of those witch hazel pads, but nothing about how many pieces of candy can they have a day, and how much video game time is too long, and when your kid throws a fit in Walmart do you ride it out, or leave? Or just give them a toy, is that frowned upon?
So then what happens is, we make our own choices based on what we have to work with, and sometimes they are not the most IDEAL choices and people are like, “You’re not doing it right, you’re a bad mom” and I’m thinking, that’s weird, how do you know what the right way is?
Do other people get a parent rule book that I don’t have?
You can see how I would get confused about this.
Since no one left me definitive rules, I let three things guide me through parenthood: cookies, patience, and fear.
Patience because OMG. Kids = annoying.
Cookies because when you take something AWAY from a toddler, you ALWAYS replace it with a cookie. Trust me, try it once and you’ll never look back.
And fear because it needs to happen. It just does.
My son believes that I can log into a special section of his school website that allows me to tune into cameras that are in every room of his school. No, really. He thinks I can do that. Sometimes I’ll say things like, “it looked like you didn’t like your lunch today, was something wrong” and OMG you should see the look on his face. I suppose I should feel bad about lying to the kid, but I kind of don’t. You use what you have, people.
When he was three and couldn’t read, I’d tell him the sign at Toys R Us said, “Sorry, the cars in the parking lot are for workers who are mopping the floors. We are closed all week”. But then he learned to read, so annoying.
He’s still young enough to believe in school cameras for the parents and that if he stops reading the book on his Kindle to play an app instead, I immediately get a text from Amazon.com. I use what I have and scare the daylights out of him for as long as I can. It’s called survival.
I’ve had readers complain about how I parent my kids. Lots of times. But do you want to know something? I really don’t care. I’m not breaking any rules, I’m allowed to be whatever kind of mom I want, and also we have eight kinds of cookies in the cupboard, so be jealous.
So that’s it. Be whatever kind of mom or dad you want to be. Make this ice cream pie and eat it for breakfast.
You’re the boss of yourself. And your kids. Check it.
- 24 chocolate sandwich cookies, crushed into crumbs
- 6 Tablespoons salted butter
- 1 1/2 pints (3 cups) vanilla ice cream, softened to spreadable consistency
- 8 oz whipped topping (also known as coo-whip), thawed
- 1/4 cup strawberry milk powder
- 8 oz Strawberry Milkshake Whoppers, beaten within an inch of their lives (crushed into pieces)
- Extra coo-whip, cherries, or sprankles for topping
- Prepare crust: Heat oven to 325. Mix cookie crumbs and butter until thoroughly combined. Press into the bottom and up the sides of a 9 inch round springform pan. Bake for 10 minutes, until firm. Let cool completely.
- In a large bowl, fold together the ice cream, whipped topping, and strawberry milk powder. Fold in crushed candies. Spread into cooled crust. Refreeze, at least for several hours.
- Serve with strawberry sauce, sprinkles (SPRANKLES), or whipped topping. And a cherry, duh.
Enjoy and have a fabulous day!