Last week Kelli told me she was sick. Her symptoms?
the cough-es
a sore "neck"
boogers
and the "bless you's"
Not quite medical terminology but descriptive nonetheless.
Now Jack E has snot running down his face. And a fever. And he just hid behind the couch to poop. Like the green cloud isn't giving THAT away!!! LOL
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
how things have changed!
Twelve years ago yesterday, I became a mama for the first time. It was the first time I nursed a baby. The first time I held a little being that had just moments before been inside of me. The first time I felt such incredible love for a person I had just met. The first time I had that feeling of "I am so strong...I am a mama who just gave birth to a wonderful baby!" The day I joined the club of mamas everywhere.
Nine years ago today I became a mama for the 3rd time. D and I were suddenly outnubered by our children. We had 2 kids in diapers again after about a 2 month stint of only having one in diapers. It was the beginning of a kind of chaos I had never known. And I began to love.
Happy day to Aleena who is now a beautiful 12 year old girl. Yesterday a boy hurt her feelings by saying he didn't know why a boy would like her. D failed in trying to explain to her that he was probably freaked out by how much there is to like about her.
And happy day to Clay-Clay. My sweet guy. I think he is finally getting the fact that school work is not a suggestion but really an expectation. And he hasn't cried since like Saturday!!! Actually.
Something else that has changed. This has nothing to do with our family, but with the area of food that is so important to me these days. For Clay's birthday, he wanted banana chocolate chip muffins to take to school. I have a recipe that I use that is from a scholastic cookbook from when I was a kid. It was published in 1977 in fact. When I compare this recipe to ones from today, one of the huge differences is the amount of sugar. Only 2 T of white sugar and 2 T of brown sugar. And it is supposed to make 24 muffins. Notice I say "supposed to" because I make this batch into 12 muffins. And they are just regular sized muffins then. It would 24 small muffins.
So what does that say about the way we have changed how we eat in the past 30 years? We add a lot more sugar...and our portions are much bigger. No big secrets there, but still just surprising when I see it in print like that.
Nine years ago today I became a mama for the 3rd time. D and I were suddenly outnubered by our children. We had 2 kids in diapers again after about a 2 month stint of only having one in diapers. It was the beginning of a kind of chaos I had never known. And I began to love.
Happy day to Aleena who is now a beautiful 12 year old girl. Yesterday a boy hurt her feelings by saying he didn't know why a boy would like her. D failed in trying to explain to her that he was probably freaked out by how much there is to like about her.
And happy day to Clay-Clay. My sweet guy. I think he is finally getting the fact that school work is not a suggestion but really an expectation. And he hasn't cried since like Saturday!!! Actually.
Something else that has changed. This has nothing to do with our family, but with the area of food that is so important to me these days. For Clay's birthday, he wanted banana chocolate chip muffins to take to school. I have a recipe that I use that is from a scholastic cookbook from when I was a kid. It was published in 1977 in fact. When I compare this recipe to ones from today, one of the huge differences is the amount of sugar. Only 2 T of white sugar and 2 T of brown sugar. And it is supposed to make 24 muffins. Notice I say "supposed to" because I make this batch into 12 muffins. And they are just regular sized muffins then. It would 24 small muffins.
So what does that say about the way we have changed how we eat in the past 30 years? We add a lot more sugar...and our portions are much bigger. No big secrets there, but still just surprising when I see it in print like that.
Monday, January 28, 2008
can I tell you what a dork I am?
Wait...I think I already made that confession here before.
Anyway. This morning I was pulling off my jammy top (man, can you tell I'm a mama?!) and my necklace went UP MY NOSE. And it hurt a lot. And it even bled.
How do I explain that one?
Guess it's a blonde thing!
Anyway. This morning I was pulling off my jammy top (man, can you tell I'm a mama?!) and my necklace went UP MY NOSE. And it hurt a lot. And it even bled.
How do I explain that one?
Guess it's a blonde thing!
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Jumping back in here!!!
Yesterday afternoon I just felt like it had been the best day ever. I had cooked some really amazing foods. Chicken and barley and vegetable soup. Roasted root vegetables. I ground some more wheat and had yeast bread rising and another loaf of quick bread to go with dinner in the oven.
I felt so on top of it. The wheat germ bread we had with dinner was so AMAZING. The yeast bread wasn't so great. I used the recipe for basice whole wheat bread from Laurel's Kitchen. The dough seemed really soft. The recipe says it will be, but I think that mine was TOO soft. It did great on the first and second proof, but it just didn't rise anymore once it was in the oven. Aleena had 4 pieces of it for toast this morning so it can't be all that bad, huh?
That has been my concern with getting into milling my own flours. What if it's not good? But then I realized that it's BREAD. How bad can it be honestly? It's flour and yeast and water and a little fat and a little sweet. How bad can that be really?
So I've been jumping in and just trying to figure it out as I go along. I realized today as I was reading Flour Power that I have used all my soft white wheat in really the wrong way. I guess that's best for cookies and quick breads and the like. I have just used it in hte mix with my hard red wheat which should have been the base for my flours for my breads.
So I am off to look for more grains today. I'm kind of excited. It's really fun...and it's not like the kids don't devour bread around here! And now that D is doing more construction type work, he's eating more carbs. Not a ton, but he's taking sandwhiches in his lunch. And a loaf of bread with dinner sure does make the meat and veggies go farther! Plus it's still good bribery to get Kelli to eat her dinner.
I felt so on top of it. The wheat germ bread we had with dinner was so AMAZING. The yeast bread wasn't so great. I used the recipe for basice whole wheat bread from Laurel's Kitchen. The dough seemed really soft. The recipe says it will be, but I think that mine was TOO soft. It did great on the first and second proof, but it just didn't rise anymore once it was in the oven. Aleena had 4 pieces of it for toast this morning so it can't be all that bad, huh?
That has been my concern with getting into milling my own flours. What if it's not good? But then I realized that it's BREAD. How bad can it be honestly? It's flour and yeast and water and a little fat and a little sweet. How bad can that be really?
So I've been jumping in and just trying to figure it out as I go along. I realized today as I was reading Flour Power that I have used all my soft white wheat in really the wrong way. I guess that's best for cookies and quick breads and the like. I have just used it in hte mix with my hard red wheat which should have been the base for my flours for my breads.
So I am off to look for more grains today. I'm kind of excited. It's really fun...and it's not like the kids don't devour bread around here! And now that D is doing more construction type work, he's eating more carbs. Not a ton, but he's taking sandwhiches in his lunch. And a loaf of bread with dinner sure does make the meat and veggies go farther! Plus it's still good bribery to get Kelli to eat her dinner.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
the energizer bunny has an outage
One of my blog friends, Kathy, referred to me once as the energizer bunny. There are days and days where I just go and go and go. There are things I need to finish and it's hard for me to stop until I'm done.
Well, having the flu has brought me to a halt. I can't believe how wiped out I am. This morning after my shower I wanted to lie down and rest for a second before I finished getting ready. That is so unlike me. And right now, the laundry is piled high to the sky and I just don't have to energy to do it. I had the boys carry it all downstairs because I knew I couldn't carry it. I'll have to do it all down there and then have them haul it all back up here.
I like being strong and having lots of energy. I guess after doing WW for this long, I have become accustomed to just going and going and going. And as a mama, I don't always have a lot of choice in the matter. These kids gotta eat...they need help with homework...diapers have to be changed...and they spill stuff. Mama has plenty to do. And I have always just done it.
Today I might just take another nap.
Well, having the flu has brought me to a halt. I can't believe how wiped out I am. This morning after my shower I wanted to lie down and rest for a second before I finished getting ready. That is so unlike me. And right now, the laundry is piled high to the sky and I just don't have to energy to do it. I had the boys carry it all downstairs because I knew I couldn't carry it. I'll have to do it all down there and then have them haul it all back up here.
I like being strong and having lots of energy. I guess after doing WW for this long, I have become accustomed to just going and going and going. And as a mama, I don't always have a lot of choice in the matter. These kids gotta eat...they need help with homework...diapers have to be changed...and they spill stuff. Mama has plenty to do. And I have always just done it.
Today I might just take another nap.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
gosh
That's all Jack E is left with after his weekend with the flu. He continued throwing up and having yucky diapers all day Friday and Saturday. It got really bad Saturday afternoon and I wound up taking him to after hours care for an IV. Little guy was getting quite dehydrated. So hard sitting there with my boy with an IV in his hand. He just was dozing off and on most of the time.
Sunday he was still pretty out of it. Took a couple of big naps and just really laid around all day. I had to take him back to have him rechecked Sunday night. Doing OK. Yesterday he was still sleepy.
Today? He's fighting with my 2 little girls I nanny for so he must be doing alright!
He's left with the "gosh" though.
I had to take Trey to his lacrosse game on Saturday. I was going to just drop him off and come back and put Jack E down for a nap. He fell asleep while I was gone, so Aleena went to put him in his crib. I guess he woke up but she thought she could just read to him and he would go back to sleep. I decided to stay and watch the game since she had it under control.
About 15 minutes before I was supposed to come home, Jack E started complaining that his tummy had ow's. Aleena was freaked out he was going to throw up again. (It's really not pleasant when an almost 2 yo pukes all over then runs away from it because he doesn't realize that it's coming from him to begin with!) She started saying "gosh, gosh, gosh" then Jack E did a huge diarrhea. So now he calls his yucky poops "gosh".
It was kind of funny when he was in the exam room Saturday night with the doctor checking him out and he kept saying "gosh gosh gosh" as he more than filled his diaper.
At least it's funny now...
Sunday he was still pretty out of it. Took a couple of big naps and just really laid around all day. I had to take him back to have him rechecked Sunday night. Doing OK. Yesterday he was still sleepy.
Today? He's fighting with my 2 little girls I nanny for so he must be doing alright!
He's left with the "gosh" though.
I had to take Trey to his lacrosse game on Saturday. I was going to just drop him off and come back and put Jack E down for a nap. He fell asleep while I was gone, so Aleena went to put him in his crib. I guess he woke up but she thought she could just read to him and he would go back to sleep. I decided to stay and watch the game since she had it under control.
About 15 minutes before I was supposed to come home, Jack E started complaining that his tummy had ow's. Aleena was freaked out he was going to throw up again. (It's really not pleasant when an almost 2 yo pukes all over then runs away from it because he doesn't realize that it's coming from him to begin with!) She started saying "gosh, gosh, gosh" then Jack E did a huge diarrhea. So now he calls his yucky poops "gosh".
It was kind of funny when he was in the exam room Saturday night with the doctor checking him out and he kept saying "gosh gosh gosh" as he more than filled his diaper.
At least it's funny now...
Friday, September 21, 2007
fun friday
Since all the big kids are in school all day, I have been trying to do a "fun" thing with Jack E and Kelli on Friday mornings. It's not difficult to do something out of the norm with just the 3 of us. And it's usually been librabry story time with some new books and a new DVD for the week.
But so far today...Emma tripped over a fire truck and spilled half a box of cereal on the floor, Kelli has spilled orange juice (thankfully AFTER I cleaned up the rice cripies!) and Jack E has thrown up twice.
Fun this Fiday is NOT!!!
wish me luck...
But so far today...Emma tripped over a fire truck and spilled half a box of cereal on the floor, Kelli has spilled orange juice (thankfully AFTER I cleaned up the rice cripies!) and Jack E has thrown up twice.
Fun this Fiday is NOT!!!
wish me luck...
Saturday, September 08, 2007
where have I been?
in the kitchen of course!!!
This summer has been a strange one. I have felt crazy busy with life, but I haven't done as much canning and freezing as I did last summer. Maybe it was just working and not having many days of being home that made it feel so crazy.
The past 2 weekends I think I have made up for lost time, though. Last weekend, I did a TON of tomatoes, some green beans and a bushel of corn. This weekend I froze another 4 bushels of corn. I think we have enough for the year, now. Between cut off the cob corn and corn on the cob, there is enough frozen to have some every other week for a year. And since I will only have to go from the end of September till the middle or so of July, I should be OK. LOL It will taste so good this winter to have corn on the cob.
This fall marks a new era for me. We have 4 kids in school ALL DAY and 2 kids home ALL DAY. There are no middle of the day trips to pick anyone up from preschool or kindergarten. Of course, Kelli is absolutely dying to go to preschool. She is really ready, too, it's just a matter of paying th tuition right now. Besides, I kind of enjoy hanging out with her as the big girl. I should say that most days I enjoy it. There are some days I could sell her to the gypsies without a second thought.
It's also a new phase in that Jack E is almost 2 and has apparently secured his place as "baby of the family". Hard to believe that but it seems to be the case. He is at my favorite age right now. I just love this toddler thing. And he is soooo easy going. If only he would speak in sentences of more than 2 words. He makes his wishes known...even if it does take a while for mama to figure it out.
Well, this is more than I have blogged here all summer! LOL I will really try to do better about that. In all of my spare time-HA!
This summer has been a strange one. I have felt crazy busy with life, but I haven't done as much canning and freezing as I did last summer. Maybe it was just working and not having many days of being home that made it feel so crazy.
The past 2 weekends I think I have made up for lost time, though. Last weekend, I did a TON of tomatoes, some green beans and a bushel of corn. This weekend I froze another 4 bushels of corn. I think we have enough for the year, now. Between cut off the cob corn and corn on the cob, there is enough frozen to have some every other week for a year. And since I will only have to go from the end of September till the middle or so of July, I should be OK. LOL It will taste so good this winter to have corn on the cob.
This fall marks a new era for me. We have 4 kids in school ALL DAY and 2 kids home ALL DAY. There are no middle of the day trips to pick anyone up from preschool or kindergarten. Of course, Kelli is absolutely dying to go to preschool. She is really ready, too, it's just a matter of paying th tuition right now. Besides, I kind of enjoy hanging out with her as the big girl. I should say that most days I enjoy it. There are some days I could sell her to the gypsies without a second thought.
It's also a new phase in that Jack E is almost 2 and has apparently secured his place as "baby of the family". Hard to believe that but it seems to be the case. He is at my favorite age right now. I just love this toddler thing. And he is soooo easy going. If only he would speak in sentences of more than 2 words. He makes his wishes known...even if it does take a while for mama to figure it out.
Well, this is more than I have blogged here all summer! LOL I will really try to do better about that. In all of my spare time-HA!
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Jack E's words
I saw a blurb about this last night on the news. Good thing my Jack E doesn't watch these or he might not say ANY words!
Saturday, July 21, 2007
iron chef
you know that show on food network where they have a mystery ingredient and have to come with as many ways to use it as possible?
I think the mystery ingredient should be ZUCCHINI!!! And nothing exotic...just regular stuff that we all have on hand and the kids will eat.
Bet that would be a popular episode with vegetable gardeners everywhere!!!
I think the mystery ingredient should be ZUCCHINI!!! And nothing exotic...just regular stuff that we all have on hand and the kids will eat.
Bet that would be a popular episode with vegetable gardeners everywhere!!!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
totally thought I was chocolate!
| You Are a Lemon Cake |
 Strong, sexy, and overpowering. You know who you are, and you're not afraid to show the world your fabulous self. You're confident, charming, and extremely popular. |
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
fat dreams, fat pictures and a crappy realization
First, I had a dream last night where I saw myself naked (like I don't see myself naked every day?!) and I was shocked to realize how overweight I still was. In my dream I remember thinking, I thought I looked good? I am still crazy fat!!! Guess my subconscious still thinks of me as a fattie and not a hottie.
Second, here are a couple of pictures for me to see how far I really HAVE come. The first picture is when I was about 6 months pregnant with Jack. I'm asking Kelli (who is always naked) if she would like to put on her swim suit to get into the pool. The second pic is of me and the kids shopping last Christmas. I got a BIG OL' BUTT!!! I had been on WW a couple of weeks and had lost maybe 5 pounds by then.
And today I realized that my driver's license has my weight listed as 180, which was a total lie at the time. Problem is, I weigh a LOT less than that now. And my stupid license doesn't expire till 2012. Stupid Colorado and their stupid 10 year driver's license!!! :P
Second, here are a couple of pictures for me to see how far I really HAVE come. The first picture is when I was about 6 months pregnant with Jack. I'm asking Kelli (who is always naked) if she would like to put on her swim suit to get into the pool. The second pic is of me and the kids shopping last Christmas. I got a BIG OL' BUTT!!! I had been on WW a couple of weeks and had lost maybe 5 pounds by then.
And today I realized that my driver's license has my weight listed as 180, which was a total lie at the time. Problem is, I weigh a LOT less than that now. And my stupid license doesn't expire till 2012. Stupid Colorado and their stupid 10 year driver's license!!! :P
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
potty time
Is it pathetic that I fantasize about going potty without an audience and without hearing my name being called from the recesses of my house?
Don't answer that...
Don't answer that...
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
we've been robbed
Yes, seriously, we were robbed. But before you start freaking out (mom!), realize that if you are not me or D the story is probably humorous to you.
Last night when I went to bed (10:30) I left the garage door open for D who was at work on his motorcycle. I knew he would be home any time and would want to put his bike in the garage. It turned out that he didn't get home until like 11:20. When I got up this morning, I looked in the garage fridge and realized it looked REALLY empty. I went on my walk thinking about it and checked again when I got home.
Yep, at least 2 6-packs of beer, 2 6-packs of Mike's Hard Lemonade and a few loose bottles/cans of beer all GONE. Now I know my kids can be a little ornery and curious, but if they drank that much, WE WOULD KNOW!!!
I'm sure there were some teens having a GOOD time last night somewhere!
It does answer another question for us though. Last weekend D and I were looking for one of those hard lemonades. I drink one every couple of weeks, and it just sounded really good on Saturday night. D said he had taken them out of the fridge and set them on the shelf right there...why could I not find them now? We looked and looked. It was really irritating to think that we had misplaced the 5 left of the 6-pack. We had some regular ones, but I really wanted the Light ones (only 2 WW points!). I guess now we know that we don't need to keep looking for those missing bottles!
So, I called the police. Do you file a report for stolen beer or not? It's up to us. I told him we'd think about it. And I'm sure the guy I talked to had a great laugh after I hung up.
I told you it was funny. If you aren't me.
Last night when I went to bed (10:30) I left the garage door open for D who was at work on his motorcycle. I knew he would be home any time and would want to put his bike in the garage. It turned out that he didn't get home until like 11:20. When I got up this morning, I looked in the garage fridge and realized it looked REALLY empty. I went on my walk thinking about it and checked again when I got home.
Yep, at least 2 6-packs of beer, 2 6-packs of Mike's Hard Lemonade and a few loose bottles/cans of beer all GONE. Now I know my kids can be a little ornery and curious, but if they drank that much, WE WOULD KNOW!!!
I'm sure there were some teens having a GOOD time last night somewhere!
It does answer another question for us though. Last weekend D and I were looking for one of those hard lemonades. I drink one every couple of weeks, and it just sounded really good on Saturday night. D said he had taken them out of the fridge and set them on the shelf right there...why could I not find them now? We looked and looked. It was really irritating to think that we had misplaced the 5 left of the 6-pack. We had some regular ones, but I really wanted the Light ones (only 2 WW points!). I guess now we know that we don't need to keep looking for those missing bottles!
So, I called the police. Do you file a report for stolen beer or not? It's up to us. I told him we'd think about it. And I'm sure the guy I talked to had a great laugh after I hung up.
I told you it was funny. If you aren't me.
Monday, June 04, 2007
i'm a dork!!!
This afternoon I changed from my long-sleeved shirt to a t-shirt. Then I cleaned up the kitchen and took Clay to his drum lesson. When we got in the car afterwards, I realized that MY SHIRT WAS ON INSIDE OUT!!!
Not the end of the dork story!
On the way home, we stopped at Rite Aid. I had to go pee-pee as soon as we got there. Then Clay and I wandered around while I waited for prescriptions to be filled. We were there about 30 minutes. When we got into the car again, I realized my shirt was STILL INSIDE OUT!!! Did I turn it right side out when I went potty?
NOOOoooooOOOOOooooooo!!!
I'm a dork!
Not the end of the dork story!
On the way home, we stopped at Rite Aid. I had to go pee-pee as soon as we got there. Then Clay and I wandered around while I waited for prescriptions to be filled. We were there about 30 minutes. When we got into the car again, I realized my shirt was STILL INSIDE OUT!!! Did I turn it right side out when I went potty?
NOOOoooooOOOOOooooooo!!!
I'm a dork!
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
spiritual things and Sarah Groves
I know I am not the most spiritual person by a long shot. Honestly, I really enjoy just hanging out on Sunday mornings and probably wouldn't complain if we decided to stay home from church all but a handful of Sunday's each year. I'm not really sure where my Bible is or when I read something more thought provoking than People magazine.
Then again, I tend to think of most of my day as serving and giving and nurturing and not really for me at all. So I guess that does make me pretty spiritual.
I was walking and listening to Sarah Groves this morning. Specifically I was listening to "When It Was Over" from her "Add to the Beauty" CD. It's such a different portrayal of love and life to me. And something that really resonates with me. The chorus is so simple:
"Oh love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole"
The love we have in our lives...the love we offer to others...it has the power to make us whole again. There are so many days when I feel so terribly broken and cracked and torn up. I see the world we all share and am so saddened by how we can treat others or our surroundings. I think it's really hard for me, too, to see how we think so very highly of ourselves.
How can I, a white woman, living in the 21st century with electricity, running water and abundant technology, a healthy body, a home in the suburbs, enough money to never be naked or go without food, six beautiful children, a husband of great character, the list could go on and on and on. What right do I have to ask God to bless me further, even to bless my food? Haven't I been given far and above what I really need?
But I digress...
Back to Sarah Groves...the second verse of the song always really hits me and makes me feel a little embarrassed even when I am by myself.
"When it was over and they could talk about it
They were sitting on the couch
She said what on earth made you stay here
When you finally figured out what I was all about
He said I always knew you'd do the right thing
Even though it might take some time
She said, Yeah, I felt that and that's probably what saved my life"
D and I have been married for almost 15 years. Though the past few years have been hard in one sense, they have been really beautiful in another sense. There is that incredible intimacy that comes when someone "finally figures out what I am all about". It's humbling to know that he really does know all my inadequacies and weaknesses and even failures. He has seen me be totally unworthy of his love, devotion or respect. And yet we are still married and pretty happily so, too.
It's that love that encourages me to keep moving toward something "more". I'm not sure what it is, but I do know that with what I have been shown, it's OK for me to give more of myself, to stretch myself, to let "my way" slide a little more in order for someone else to thrive. I'm not sure this is making the sense that it does to me in the morning while I walk.
I know I come home ready to face life and stress and laundry and more cries for attention and more arguing and less of mama.
The song ends this way:
"There is a love that never fails
There is a healing that always prevails
There is a hope that whispers a vow
A promise to stay while we're working it out
So come with your love and wash over us"
Then again, I tend to think of most of my day as serving and giving and nurturing and not really for me at all. So I guess that does make me pretty spiritual.
I was walking and listening to Sarah Groves this morning. Specifically I was listening to "When It Was Over" from her "Add to the Beauty" CD. It's such a different portrayal of love and life to me. And something that really resonates with me. The chorus is so simple:
"Oh love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole"
The love we have in our lives...the love we offer to others...it has the power to make us whole again. There are so many days when I feel so terribly broken and cracked and torn up. I see the world we all share and am so saddened by how we can treat others or our surroundings. I think it's really hard for me, too, to see how we think so very highly of ourselves.
How can I, a white woman, living in the 21st century with electricity, running water and abundant technology, a healthy body, a home in the suburbs, enough money to never be naked or go without food, six beautiful children, a husband of great character, the list could go on and on and on. What right do I have to ask God to bless me further, even to bless my food? Haven't I been given far and above what I really need?
But I digress...
Back to Sarah Groves...the second verse of the song always really hits me and makes me feel a little embarrassed even when I am by myself.
"When it was over and they could talk about it
They were sitting on the couch
She said what on earth made you stay here
When you finally figured out what I was all about
He said I always knew you'd do the right thing
Even though it might take some time
She said, Yeah, I felt that and that's probably what saved my life"
D and I have been married for almost 15 years. Though the past few years have been hard in one sense, they have been really beautiful in another sense. There is that incredible intimacy that comes when someone "finally figures out what I am all about". It's humbling to know that he really does know all my inadequacies and weaknesses and even failures. He has seen me be totally unworthy of his love, devotion or respect. And yet we are still married and pretty happily so, too.
It's that love that encourages me to keep moving toward something "more". I'm not sure what it is, but I do know that with what I have been shown, it's OK for me to give more of myself, to stretch myself, to let "my way" slide a little more in order for someone else to thrive. I'm not sure this is making the sense that it does to me in the morning while I walk.
I know I come home ready to face life and stress and laundry and more cries for attention and more arguing and less of mama.
The song ends this way:
"There is a love that never fails
There is a healing that always prevails
There is a hope that whispers a vow
A promise to stay while we're working it out
So come with your love and wash over us"
Saturday, April 28, 2007
did you see me at target today?
I was the woman on her hands and knees putting all the capris back on the rack while her 3 year old daughter looked on with that strange "I wonder how that happened" look.
Then a few minutes later I was the woman who screamed "NO!!!" in absolute terror as the same 3 year old picked up an entire display stack of t-shirts with an ornery glint in her eye. Disaster was averted that time.
So did you see me? Or better yet, did you hear the total pandemonium in my local Target store while I spent an hour there this morning with all 6 of my children?!
Then a few minutes later I was the woman who screamed "NO!!!" in absolute terror as the same 3 year old picked up an entire display stack of t-shirts with an ornery glint in her eye. Disaster was averted that time.
So did you see me? Or better yet, did you hear the total pandemonium in my local Target store while I spent an hour there this morning with all 6 of my children?!
Sunday, April 15, 2007
artichokes
My kids are weird. I know that and I've made my peace with it, but sometimes I am just struck again by how "not normal" they are.
Tonight for dinner D steamed 4 big artichokes. Kelli and Jack, really all 6 of the kids, LOVED them. At first I thought Kelli was just enjoying something to dip in melted butter and mayo. Then she was eating the leaves plain! And she and Jack both had a ton of the hearts.
We've all heard of kids who have to have a special meal prepared for them. They will only eat a certain brand of chicken nugget every night for dinner. Those are not MY children! Last summer it was just funny to see that Jack adored eggplant. He would eat anything with eggplant in it. We had great fresh organic eggplants from our CSA...and Jack and I ate a TON of them!
I really do love having kids who eat what we eat. I just am sometimes surprised by the diversity of their palates.
Tonight for dinner D steamed 4 big artichokes. Kelli and Jack, really all 6 of the kids, LOVED them. At first I thought Kelli was just enjoying something to dip in melted butter and mayo. Then she was eating the leaves plain! And she and Jack both had a ton of the hearts.
We've all heard of kids who have to have a special meal prepared for them. They will only eat a certain brand of chicken nugget every night for dinner. Those are not MY children! Last summer it was just funny to see that Jack adored eggplant. He would eat anything with eggplant in it. We had great fresh organic eggplants from our CSA...and Jack and I ate a TON of them!
I really do love having kids who eat what we eat. I just am sometimes surprised by the diversity of their palates.
Friday, April 06, 2007
already april?!
I can't believe that it's almost Easter! Spring Break was great here. True to Colorado we started out in the 70's and then had snow later in the week. In fact, we're getting a little spit of snow right now!
I just wanted to post a pic of what happens when a distracted mama hands a cup of yogurt to her non-spoon using toddler. I really meant to feed it to him, but then someone else needed something and someone needed something else. You get the idea! At least he was in his high chair and not on the couch!!!
I just wanted to post a pic of what happens when a distracted mama hands a cup of yogurt to her non-spoon using toddler. I really meant to feed it to him, but then someone else needed something and someone needed something else. You get the idea! At least he was in his high chair and not on the couch!!!
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