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  • That my daughter met a new friend at the Farmer’s Market.  At four years of age they were, of course, instant best friends.
  • My husband is putting the baby to sleep more often.
  • Said baby isn’t hesitant to let us know her wants or not wants as the case may be.
  • Smiling faces upon waking since I am a grouch immediately upon waking.
  • Blossoms in the garden.
  • The excitement when an eagle is spotted on the property.
  • The young deer meeting up in front of our house and keeping away from the garden.
  • Finding a use for all the stinging nettles, a little late in season but I’m going to try cooking.  Apparently these area  powerhouse of nutrients and by golly I plan on making the most of this prolific weed as it’s growing more successfully than anything in my garden right now.
  • Bread baking tomorrow.
  • Canning next week when my mom visits for the week.  She was worried we wouldn’t have much to do – little does she know…!

 

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We have two actually.  Both girls.  And I sometimes forget that we have to teach them soooooooo much.  We aren’t their only teachers, thank goodness, but we’re the first.  Perfect example:  How to eat a soft serve ice cream cone.

There’s actually a lot of math and physics involved.  Timing, patience, strategy, reasoning, and so on.

I am really bad in both of those subjects but when you couch it in the form of not wanting to waste ice cream, well, let me be your guide…

Only, I didn’t turn out to be so great as I fretted over the lopsided base, the importance of knowing when and where to lick, etc. I just was so intent on not wanting to see the ice cream top fall off onto the ground, thus bumming everyone out, that I do believe I became rather annoying to be around.

Luckily, my husband had the where-with-all to turn to me and say, “Sherry, it’s just ice cream.”

 

Hi.  Hellooooo.

Perfect example of Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.

Learn from me people.

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I’ve been working a lot over here.  But I have also been doing some fun baking and trying to spend a lot of TLC time with Daughter #1 while Daughter #2 is napping.

And getting chores done.

And cooking/preparing meals.

You know:  life.

In the last day or two I’ve discovered a new way to get my daughter to get good things into her body without all the drama.

Yogurt Parfaits.  Which have evolved into Yogurt Sundaes with good for you stuff  I’ll put in little dishes and different sized spoons.  Describe anything to my daughter as a Sprinkle and she’s all in which is how I’m getting her to eat Chia Seeds (didn’t work with Hemp Hearts though).  We’ve also got oats, a shaker of cinnamon, one day I had one random graham cracker that I crumbled up into a little dish, blueberries (strawberries today).  A creative and empowering meal.  The yogurt is plain so we can add homemade jam or other sweetener if we wish.  It’s lots of fun to see her put together her own meal – a lot of thought goes into each mix-in!

Anything that’s leftover I’ll put into a half pint jar, fill with less than a cup of (soy) milk and save it for the inevitable next snack at which time I pawn it off as Porridge “Like in Goldilocks and the Three Bears, Sofia.  Isn’t that neat?!”

And she proceeds to gobble it up.

She inherited the gullible gene from her mom.

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Have you ever needed, had, to accomplish something that seemed overwhelming, even impossible?

Sometimes you need to dig deep.

Really deep.

Maybe you’re feeling unprepared or uncertain about an upcoming race, or a test at school, a job interview.  Maybe you suddenly found yourself in an unfamiliar situation that required immediate action/attention.

Last week I needed Super Mom Powers. (more…)

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“See this mom?  This is Downward Dog.”

That child can bust out a beautiful downward dog like it’s nothing.

I’m envious, and inspired at the same time.

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That was a close one.

I have this really old kitchen timer that’s kind of dirty and a little beat up.  You know the kind where you have to turn the dial past 30 minutes before setting the prescribed time?  It’s old school but I’ve had it forever and I love it.

But, I think for now, I need something a little more  – annoying, persistent, loud. (more…)

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