We spotted this pie online and the kids just loved how it looked in the picture – I think it was the glossy strawberries :). It looked easy enough so we decided that Strawberry Cream Cheese Pie would be perfect for this weeks Friday Pieday. My mom use to make a similar pie when I was a kid but she always used a graham cracker crust which I loved so although the original recipe called for a traditional baked pie crust I decided we would use a pre-made graham cracker crust to keep it simple and no bake.
When we started making this one though I realized immediately that the recipe was written wrong..bummer, I hate it when that happens. So we went completely rouge and I was nervous to see if it would turn out. Either way the kids had fun putting it together and in the end everyone LOVED it! Definitely will be making this one again with all of the changes we made!
Levi was in charge of the syrup that made the strawberries glossy and super sweet. We used grenadine as well as white sugar to make a simple syrup that had a hint of cherry in it.
This pie was so easy and so yummy. We all thought it could be perfect for the 4th of July with the possible addition of blueberries to make it festive. You really can’t go wrong with the combination here!
Another yummy and fun recipe for the books. Happy Friday you guys, hope you have a blessed weekend! xoxo
1 package (8oz) of softened cream cheese
1/2 cup of powdered sugar
1/2 tsp of vanilla extract
1/2 tsp of almond exract
1 cup heavy cream
1 (9 inch) graham cracker crust (store-bought or homemade)
1/3 cup white sugar
2 Tbsp corn starch
1/3 cup water
1/3 cup grenadine syrup
1 Tbsp lemon juice
1 cups of fresh chopped strawberries
I sat down and started this post a few days before my beloved Simon’s actual tenth birthday. He saw me type the title Ten Years a Mother and over my shoulder said: Not yet mom, you’ve only been a mother nine years three hundred and sixty one days so far…perfectly describing his very meticulous black and white personality. A little like me and a little like his Dad. This kid. How do I even describe the past decade and what this kid represents. He was the one who started it all – all five pounds twelve ounces of him. My water broke five weeks early and both Chris and I thought I had probably just peed my pants but went in with nudging from the nurse to be safe. An hour and forty five minutes and a crazy emergency c-section later our little double footling breech came into the world with his big blue eyes and I remember all I could say when they held him up to me was “he’s huge” ha! Oh my goodness. His first night was such a shock and in so many ways the perfect entrance into motherhood for my heart. Huge – and really he is huge, he’s magnificent and my heart about burst out of my chest holding his actually very tiny body in my arms for the first time.
There’s so many countless milestones already so many things I wished I could’ve bottled up and tucked away for the rainy days when life feels downright discouraging and I forget how far we’ve come. Those memories that flash into my head sometimes when I look at him and just stop breathing because I am so incredibly proud that HE is mine and HE is precious and perfect to me and in so many ways the biggest most incredible thing I’ve ever been given the honor of doing with my life.
I am not a perfect mother, I mess up about a hundred times a day but my Simon Hayes always forgives me, always hopes for the best, he always tells me he loves me. And here’s the thing he is a HUGE reminder of the love God has for me too. I wasn’t given the gift of an emotionally safe home to grow up in. I wasn’t given the message that I was loved, that I was enough, that I was actually very much created on purpose for this world. Holding Simon in my arms for the very first time was quite possibly the exact night my heart began the slow process of healing and believing God really has chosen me, because I know He has chosen my Simon it’s written all over his life.
So here’s to being a mother for ten years, a full decade of life with a title that still seems so impossibly huge and outside of my comfort zone. Ten years with this boy who each day grows more and more into an amazing man, one who will undoubtedly continue to expand my heart and teach me so much through his incredible life. I love you Simon so very much and am so proud of the man you are becoming. Happy Birthday, I can’t wait to see what this next decade holds!