Monday, September 30, 2013
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Friday, September 27, 2013
M: "Mom, I see baby cows in the field. Look at the baby cows! Do you see the baby cows?"
M: "I do. Do you know what a baby cow is called?"
M: "No, what?"
M: "A calf. A baby cow is called a calf."
M: "A CAT?! No!"
M: "No, no, not a cat... a calf."
M: "Oh, a calf. I know that name-- there is a boy in my class named 'Calf.' Isn't that silly?!"
M: "No, no, honey. The boy in your class is named 'Cash.' That's silly enough."
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
*individual packets of sweetened oatmeal
*jelly and jam
*all pre-packaged baked goods
*pretty much anything processed and packaged
Now, you can find in our massive refrigerator greater quantities of:
*kale and spinach
*other things kids hate
Anyway, I said I wasn't getting into all that...
One of the important-- and, thankfully, sweet-- things the kids can and should consume is yogurt. Lots and lots of yogurt. My husband and I, along with three of our children, LOVE yogurt. The one who does not like it is the one who needs it the most. Fun.
Over the years and months, we have purchased and tried pretty much every brand of yogurt on the market. For the record, in my terribly biased opinion, this one is the best: Greek Gods Honey Strawberry Yogurt. And, even though this has a smooth texture and "no chunks" of fruit and tastes more like dessert than something remotely good for you, that stubborn girl will not eat it. I was thinking of this kid and the yogurt dilemma while end-cap trolling at my second home, and that's when I spotted this yogurt maker!
Problem solved, right? We can do whatever it takes to find a formula for a yogurt she will like! I was really drawn in by the "probiotic" pull on the box. Plus, PLUS, I was attracted to the orange sticker: it was on clearance!
Now, I don't mind cooking, and I am even not so bad at making some things after a whole lot of practice, but I have no idea what goes into yogurt creation. It's a dairy product is pretty much all I can tell you. Before making the investment, and since the store also sells groceries, I figured I better dig out the directions and figure out what ingredients we would need before I made my purchase.
Can I get an "AMEN" for using the brain God gave me for once?
The instruction booklet was only about eight pages long, so I figured it would not be too complicated to run the yogurt maker. But the "Shopping List" on page four stopped me in my tracks. The main ingredient in every recipe to make my own yogurt: plain probiotic yogurt. Yep, all I needed to do to make my own yogurt was buy this machine and buy already made yogurt.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
I have to admit, however, that sometimes I get sucked in. OK, OFTEN I get sucked in. I read some inane post that someone else wrote and then I read all the related comments. I notice a name and think, "I didn't know that person knew this other person. Let me figure out how they are both linked to me." Or, I spy the name of a person I haven't thought of in years and go searching for a photo to see whether that person is now fatter than I am.
I figure out who I need to pray for this way. I make social plans this way. I stay caught up on the gossip this way.
But sometimes, sometimes, I just read and let myself be entertained. I mean, some of my friends and relatives are as funny as I am. Sometimes, they try too hard... but, other times, they really crack me up. Then, there is the occasion when someone is not trying too hard to be funny, but rather is just being him-/herself, and that can be most humorous of all. This actual, serious post from one of my Facebook "friends" this week takes the cake:
How is a Thursday evening, maybe just before dusk- so 6:30 7 ish until after dark at 8p to gather and walk my labyrinth? fire and drumming option after that? with or without wine and stuff. that part is extra, but fun. and if you want to take home acorns, that can happily be arranged as well. bring rocks if able, the size of grapefruit or softballs are best. plain rocks.
As already stated, I am a real-life acquaintance of the person who wrote this, and she is dead serious. She is a lovely woman doing positive things in the world... she just walks a road less traveled. I find myself coming back again and again to this post. It amuses me. And, since this is kind of an open invitation, and I am thinking about attending the event, expanding my horizons a little.
Never mind the drumming and the wine (Krinkeland staples) but what about the big rocks? And the take-home acorns? I have a burning desire to know.
For those who may be wondering, the post was not written by my mom.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Monday, September 9, 2013
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Today was just that-- a really big day. There is so much I could write, from a number of angles, but I am still processing, so we will stick with the headlines for now.
My baby got a life of her own, when she let go of Daddy's hand and walked right into the preschool room.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
It's another First Day of School for the record books. Everyone was excited to go-- Benjamin to first grade, Elisabeth to fourth grade and Amanda to sixth grade-- so that is a good thing. My MIL reminded us this morning that we always take first day photos by the maple tree in the front yard; seems it was just a seedling when our first school girl was just a seedling... Now, everyone and everything has grown so!
Monday, September 2, 2013
Our plan was to hang out at home this final day before school begins, cleaning up our messes and going on a leisurely boat ride, BUT... The day dawned chilly and gray... And my sister texted that she was giving away some free tickets... And the kids had been begging for one last summer adventure... So, what else could we do but pack up and head to the Minnesota State Fair?
My husband loves the fair, and so do most of the kids. I profess to hate it, which I do, for many reasons and in many ways, as I was reminded when the stench and the grit first hit me as I stepped through the entrance gate. However, attending the Great Minnesota Get-Together also grips me like an unavoidable obligation-- I just wouldn't be a Minnesotan and it just wouldn't be the end of summer if we did not go.
I confess, it was my idea.
We tromped through the Miracle of Birth Center and some of the animal barns in Grandpa R.'s honor. We also saw creatures at the DNR building and fish pond. The kids were all about the "free stuff" which they gathered in bags and more bags from the Health Fair, the Education Building and Machinery Hill. Some of us rode the Skyride, while others took in the beautiful flower displays in the Agriculture Building. Everyone got their favorite food picks:
Dad: root beer float
Mom: key lime pie on a stick
Amanda: cheese curds
Elisabeth: caramel apple
Benjamin: mini donuts
Madeline: pronto pup, then another pronto pup
I also confess that despite all that grease and sugar, and the cool, somewhat damp weather juxtaposed with the stifling last-day crowds, it was a pretty awesome day.