Oct
19
2012I gave the girls a dollar apiece and ventured into the dollar store to let them purchase a birthday present. I think I had to steer them away from a Pooh Chalkboard, but other than that… they picked these out on their own. Not too bad!
Oct
12
2012‘Tis the season, I guess?
Here is everyone’s creations:
Aeralind
Bronwyn
Melissa
Derek (which is rocking awesome and I may have helped with the mustache/nose… but the idea was all his!)
Oct
10
2012As I planned, I’m totally doing a real food diet. This is for me personally (the girls still eat some white breads and often a treat or two… I’d like to get them off these things… but I’m stretching them plenty right now!).
I’ve stopped buying most things processed. If I can’t pronounce it… it’s probably not coming home with me. I still have some things in the pantry being used up (spaghetti sauce and my beloved pineapple salsa from Trader Joes). Stopped eating processed sugar (only find honey, molasses, and maple syrup in small amounts). I can’t find a bread that meets my requirements and doesn’t cause a 20+ minute drive to get a fresh loaf so we’re bread free. I’m also trying to lighten the grain load.
I can’t go organic on my budget in either meat or veggies. That’s okay. But I have picked two areas to spend quite a bit of the budget on: whole NON-homogenized milk (it is low temperature pasteurized… I’m just not a weaning baby and raw milk should be mixed just yet) and farm fresh eggs (we eat 5 dozen a week… and it’s one of the only meals the girls always eat so it’s totally worth splurging there for me!).
My friend Karen is doing a little 30 day challenge and invited me to write over on her blog (when I find the time). So recipes and thoughts on the real food challenge can be found over here!
However, I did have a 2.5 day spurt where after 3 weeks of eating almost all whole food as I cleaned out the cabinets, I ate out a lot when my family visited. I felt so gross for days afterward. Then, after 3 more weeks we went to a sub joint last weekend: Derek and I felt terrible afterward. Gas and bloating. (TMI? Sorry.) So I don’t think I”ll be splurging on that sort of thing again. Ick.
Real food really does make me feel better!
Oct
09
2012He’d been screaming for over 45 minutes now.
Short story.
Missed Nap.
Exhausted Baby.
Cries mid 2nd nap.
Cry it out.
Oops.
Poopy diaper.
Still Screaming.
Even while Rocking,
bouncing,
and
shhing.
He was laying on my arm in a crumpled ball on the floor. It was near the end of the girls rest time. I didn’t know what to do to make him stop screaming.
So I sang.
“My Jesus, I love thee. I know thou art mine…”
A long shuddering sigh. Silence. Little eyes flutter closed in rest.
Sometimes I wonder why God created music. He didn’t have to. We could all speak in monotone… or even telepathically.
Sometimes I understand the pure beauty of music.
To change my heart…
and calm his.
4516. Finding Fairy land with the girls on a walk
4517. Girls pointing out with joy the fish in the creek at fairyland
4518. Being a two car family again
4519. Watching B Grow
4520. Karen’s genuineness
4521. Little boy standing up and ravenously cleaning plates at the kid table while we all laugh
4522. My own selfishness always before me.
4523. “Roar (feed me)” An answer to a prayer.
4524. Nana over at my hosue for inpromptu lunch
452. Music
4526. Quiet evening alone after two rough cold days
4527. Bronwyn’s tight neck hugs
4528. Our friend Abel’s beautiful (hard) story
4529. How B says “Momma, there’s a bird.” and shows me a mocking bird puffed in the cold.
4530. Sedryn’s “World’s cutest alarm clock” onesie. A truthful find at a consignment slae
4531. Quiet blessed days
4532. Spaghetti Squash.
