Writing from the kind-of-miserable “after” vantage point, I can only say that I could not be more thankful that I have these girls in my life. Jordan, Kedron and my mom spent the week pampering me, offering advice about next year, debating whether the Itsy is a boy or a girl (Kiji and mom vote boy, Jord thinks girl), touching the 8-month-pregnant belly to feel the Bitsy dancing around, encouraging me and pointing me toward Jesus. It is humbling to be so well taken care of. I am already praying that the Lord blesses the Itsy with a family like this to walk alongside during this adventure called life.
3.31.2008
missing my girls!
Writing from the kind-of-miserable “after” vantage point, I can only say that I could not be more thankful that I have these girls in my life. Jordan, Kedron and my mom spent the week pampering me, offering advice about next year, debating whether the Itsy is a boy or a girl (Kiji and mom vote boy, Jord thinks girl), touching the 8-month-pregnant belly to feel the Bitsy dancing around, encouraging me and pointing me toward Jesus. It is humbling to be so well taken care of. I am already praying that the Lord blesses the Itsy with a family like this to walk alongside during this adventure called life.
3.28.2008
coolest baby in the world
Inferiority complex aside, spending time with Little K this springs break has secured her place in my heart as the love of my life. She is silly, animated, and full of spunk and personality… with a dash of drama queen thrown in for kicks. I would hang out with her all the time if I could!
3.26.2008
showered
3.20.2008
sunshine, love, teensy weensy
The Mini (and "Nana")
Amidst a discussion last weekend about words that make us crazy (“moist” and “sneakers” top my list), I discovered that several of our friends hate the word “kiddo.” With that knowledge lingering in the back of my mind, I’ve been conducting an informal assessment of my own use of terms of endearment throughout my week.
Just so you know, between the words “darlin,” “sweetheart,” “dolly,” “sunshine,” and “love," I use terms of endearment probably close to one hundred times a day. I also sometimes call my students “kiddos” or “monkeys” or “wild ones,” though usually in a whole group context (e.g. “Join me over here, wild ones.”). Judging from the nicknames I call the small friends in my life, ranging from “Mini” to “The Teensiests of the Weensiests” to “Itsy Bitsy,” I think maybe using terms of endearment is one of my love languages. So for those of you out there who hate these affectionate nicknames- sorry! I just don’t think there’s much hope for change at this point.
3.19.2008
confusion and 8 year olds
Me: Really? Why?
Miguel: Because I want a little sister.
Maybe I should tell him that I'm not his mom?
3.18.2008
honesty and 8 year olds
Translation: You look especially huge today.
At least they keep me firmly grounded in reality. :)
3.17.2008
remodeling, cereal and a lightbox
The basement remodel: One of my favorite things about Adam is his work ethic. He is one of those people that will keep redoing a project just to make sure it is done correctly. More recently, he’s the type of guy that will work all day, come home and change into grungy clothes, and head into the basement to work on remodeling for the rest of the evening (or for 12 hours on Saturdays!) just so that we can have some extra room when the beebs gets here. I am so lucky! His goal is to finish the basement by the beginning of May. He’s adding a couple bedrooms, a bathroom, a living area and a laundry room (the basement is a full footprint of our house). I thought I’d post some of his progress on here… mostly he’s been working on plumbing and framing. I help with the projects that don’t require heavy lifting (mostly cleaning), and am looking forward to the time when I can help with the texturing, painting, and bathroom tiling. A HUGE thank you to Russ and Adam’s dad (and the guys who’ve volunteered to help on the 29th), who’ve been so faithful to help him out when he’s needed extra hands.
Honey Bunches of Oats with Chocolate Clusters: Print out coupons here (in the lower right-hand corner), here, and here. They are on sale for $1.99, the coupon is for $2.00 off 1, so theoretically you make a penny if you buy them right now.
Cheerios and Honeynut Cheerios: If you buy 4 boxes at Kroger this week, they are on sale 4 for $6.00 (it says 4 for $10.00 on the pricetag, but you get an extra $4.00 off when you buy 4). Use coupons here and here to make them even cheaper (about $0.50 per box). Kix and Total are also part of this deal (the coupons are here and here).
Lightbox: I now have no need to assemble and tear down a makeshift mini photo studio to take pictures of my latest craftiness… Check out my new lightbox here!
3.12.2008
grill fired pizza
Dough (we used megan’s recipe and made it in the breadmaker) 2 1/4 teaspoons fast rising yeast
1 teaspoon brown sugar
1 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 1/2 teaspoons italian seasoning
1 1/2 cups warm water
3 1/2 cups flour
Toppings
1 lb fresh mozzarella or goat cheese
3 tomatoes, thinly sliced
Fresh basil (the amount you use will depend on how much you like basil… we used almost a whole bunch from our produce market)
Olive oil
1. Prepare all of your ingredients before hand. Set aside (you’ll want these next to the grill when you need them in about 15 minutes).
2. After stretching out the dough into a large, thin rectangle (about the size of the cookie sheet), slide it onto the hot grill.
3. Let one side cook for about 10-15 minutes (it’ll get hot, bubbly and a little crispy).
4. Using a flat cookie sheet as a tool (and perhaps two sets of hands), flip the crust over.
5. Baste with olive oil; let cook for about five minutes.
6. Add mozzarella, tomatoes and basil.
7. Let cook for another 10-15 minutes.
Enjoy!
PRICE CALCULATIONS: This pizza serves about 4 people and the cost for us was $5.50 total or $1.37 per serving ($3.50 for the mozzarella [costco], $1.00 for the toppings [middleeastern market] and $1.00 for the crust).
3.10.2008
my-ganda
My favorite 2 and a half year old in the whole world is not only absolutely adorable (shown here with her new baby sister), she is also the smartest little kid I know! JP was adopted from Uganda… In her infinite, are-you-actually-only-two-and-a-half? wisdom, though, she is used to switching “you” to “me” or “my” in conversation. And so she refers to her home country in Africa as “My-ganda.”
Other fabulous recent utterances include:
“Oooh, spicy.” (when she saw a cactus)
“These are my people” (surrounded my a group of admirers at church last Sunday)
“Both of my hands are busy” (when daddy asked her to hold his hand)
“I’ll just shut the door so the whales don’t get in.”
How could not love this little girl?
3.06.2008
hugs for adam
I have seriously been an emotional basketcase this week guys... I thought you might laugh (or at least feel compelled to call adam with your condolences) at some of this stuff.
First of all, you know how I've been scouring the internet for free/cheap food deals??? Well, Safeway has some serious sales on life cereal, cheerios, flour and grapefruit this week... but the deals started WEDNESDAY and we were shopping TUESDAY (I'm new at this and wasn't aware that Safeway promotions run Wednesday to Wednesday). So anyway, we're filling our cart and none of the signs are up for these fabulous sales that I found. Adam, being the logical shopper that he is says, "Maybe we should ask about the deals... just to, you know, make sure these things are really on sale." "Of course they're on sale," I huffed and wheeled our cart right to the checkout.
I was so strong in my convictions about the deals, and so adament that the safeway checker honor the 'sales' (that weren't sales yet) that our total for 5 boxes of Life cereal, 2 bags of flour, and 2 grapefruits was $1.43. When we got home, we looked at the sales flyer and figured out that the sales hadn't even started yet. Poor Safeway checker and poor Adam! The moral of the story: I am a wreck right now (and definitely scary enough to intimidate the safeway guy into giving us free food).
So watch out for my streaks of grouchy, mean scariness. And if you have a chance, call Adam, email him, send him brownies, and pray for him. He's been a CHAMP in handling me (I think he is perhaps the only person on earth that can put up with me!) and such a trooper through my basketcase-ness.
PS- On the other end of the spectrum, if you need a grocery shopping partner and don't have ethical issues with intimidating clerks, it seems like right now might be a good time to go with me...