Sunday, 29 May 2011

You too can be a fan of mine....I know I am

I wanna be a fan!!

Dinner Last Night

The Virgo in me hates dinners that aren't planned ahead.  I like knowing what I am making tonight so I can prepare and in fact, when you are someone who has decided to feed your family only 'real' food you need to be organized like that.  There isn't the option of pulling a frozen pizza out if you are in a pinch.  I don't have a frozen pizza, we don't buy any pre-made foods! Not really anyway....I guess it would be more accurate to say we don't buy any pre-made meals....there are some canned goods we buy.

Yesterday was a ill prepared meal time event.  I had spent the day trying to wear out the kids, including skipping naps so they would have an early bed time.  They were to be watched by Grammy while I went out to a concert with a girlfriend (Daddy is out of town 'camping' for the weekend....and I say 'camping' because this year the 'annual boys camping trip' rented a cabin!!)  I needed to throw dinner together in a flash with what turned out to be a odd assortment of groceries none of which led to a fast dinner ie. whole frozen chickens!

I ended up going through our canned goods and freezer....this is what I ended up throwing together......

In the freezer I found a jar of refried(ish) beans from a batch I made a few months ago,  I am slowly learning Mexican and the beans weren't great but they were good mixed into stuff like burritos, and a package of corn tortillas (gluten free).  I also had a can of organic black beans and one of organic corn, both old enough that I had them front and centre to be used soon.  I also had a jar of organic enchilada sauce (this is one example when I say we buy some prepared foods) and one of green salsa (salsa verde, this is something I would make this myself but tomatillos aren't a big crop in southern Ontario)  So this is what I ended up making

1 package of small corn tortillas (there are about 12 in the package)
1 398 ml can black beans
1 398 ml can sweet corn
1 jar or can of enchilada sauce (they come in various sizes)
2 sweet peppers
2 yellow onions
2 tbsp. chilli powder
Mozzarella or monetary jack cheese, again quantities are up to you and how much cheese your family consumes.  We love cheese and it is one of the few dairy products we eat so I am pretty liberal with our cheese consumption
Re-fried beans, not a must but it does up the protein intake

I sauteed (in unflavoured coconut oil) two sliced sweet peppers and two sliced yellow onions until they were soft then added the drained and rinsed black beans and corn.  I stirred that a couple of times and added the two tbsps of chilli powder and stirred until fully combined.

In a lasagna dish I coated the bottom in enchilada sauce and layered tortillas on the bottom.  The rest is like layering a lasagna, next I spread a layer of refried beans, a sprinkle of cheese,  and some sauce, then another layer of tortillas topped with the sauteed veg. A layer of tortillas this time smothered in sauce and a coating of cheese.  Bake the whole thing at 350 for 20 minutes until it is bubbling and the cheese is melted.

We eat ours with yogurt, instead of sour cream, green salsa, and pickled jalapenos (I bought some homemade ones at a farmers market)


and yes Christopher I know I'm not a food photographer...

Friday, 27 May 2011

43 Momths

Dear Monkeys,

Again I fail at getting this done on time but you're too young to know any better so you will just to forgive me.  I know my time for that excuse is wearing thin and soon you will be taller than me and rolling your eyes if I let you down.

There was a firetruck at the school fundraiser

This was the month when our schedule starts to fill up with crazy summer social engagements and we have tons of fun but also start getting worn out.  You guys are at a great age for this.  You love all the social and love parties and BBQs. Your silliness just keeps getting sillier and the fun gets funner....yes I know that's not a is nice to drag you out and show you off in your 'full cuteness'

The push for independence is in full force now.  Not only do we hear a lot of 'no's but many "I do it alllll byyyy myself" and "I do it".  But there are also so many other funny things in the mix too.


Bea you are a very serious artist
How fickle 3 year old love is:Bea while hugging and kissing Gertie this morning -"oh Gerdie, I love my Doggy, your my best friend Gerdie, my BEST friend!" Gertie yawns "oh Gerdie you a bitabit tired?" Bea gets a whiff of her breath "You tired GerDIE EWWWWW, YOU STANKY GERDIE, YOU STANKY YUCK!, go away Gerdie go away!"  

Bea you ran past yelling "Princess Bedo and "Princess Gabe are chasing Princess Kitty"  I knew one of you was going to get royally scratched
Bea every time you pet animals you tell me to 'gentle it' and 'soft it'.  I am sure this is because I have always told you two to be gentle and soft when touching pets.

Gabe you were so brave at the fair, going head first down the slides
Gabe, this morning while looking at one of your books you showed me a picture and said "Look mummy the Boom truck is booming and the Fork lift is forkeling" 

"Hey Gabe"
"Why are you so cute?" 
"Cause I love Daddy"

While cuddling and sharing some snacks, you tenderly put your hand on my face, looked deeply into my eyes and said "I love Daddy" 

I had to ask you 6 times during breakfast today to stop playing with your dinky but I know that will get better, I only had to ask Daddy twice.

On morning you desperately wanted to get dressed by yourself.  You did a good job but I notice you kept picking at your bum all morning.  I pulled down your pants to find that you had put both your legs through the same leg whole on your underwear.  That blue circle is the ring that goes around your other leg.

This week one morning while I was trying to drag my butt out of bed you guys were too quiet so I came rushing downstairs to find you standing on chairs pushed up to the kitchen counter pigging out on the cookies I made the night before. 

On Mother's Day I woke up to this

This has been a special month for me.  I always thought that writing this every month for you two would be my biggest audience. But it seems that there might be more for me in this writing thing.  This month I had a column published in a Mama website/blog! As you can see, it is all about you guys! Maybe that's all I ever needed, great subject matter.

And it was a special month because I had you guys around to celebrate with
Going after the dog with Daddy at the park

As always and forever
I love you guys

Thursday, 26 May 2011

Kombucha Part I

Because of Gabe's bowel surgery as an infant I am constantly on the search for things that would help heal and keep his guts healthy.  We are a family of probiotic eaters but I always think there must  be more I can do.  There are always products and foods I don't know about that could be a huge benefit to our health. So on with the learning curve.....

KOMBUCHA - A fermented tea that is often drank for medicinal reasons. Kombucha contains multiple species of yeast and bacteria along with the organic acids, active enzymes, amino acids, and polyphenols produced by these microbes. It is easily home brewed (as I am currently trying for the first time)

I have been reading a lot of this wonder drink and have decided to try making it.  But first I had to get or make a 'Mother' or as I like to call it a 'mutha'

I was lucky to find a locally made producer, and I did get some blueberry flavoured and have been drinking a little bit of it every day.  I have also been giving a couple of tablespoons to the kids everyday.  Bea loves it and Gabe isn't completely sold but I could just add it to his morning juice to make sure that he is getting some.

I tried to take a picture of the very small SCOBY in the bottom of the jar but it wasn't easy.  This will soon be my 'Mutha'.

I'll keep you posted in the on going process.....or grossness if it is a complete failure.

Kombucha Part II
Kombucha Part III
Kombucha Part IV
Kombucha Part V

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Article for Modern Alternative Mama

So I am published author again......elsewhere......

Writing this column was incredibly cathartic ......and hard, there were a lot of tears, but I think I might be close to finally letting this go completely.....

Sunday, 22 May 2011

Shamefilled Self Promotion

So here I am whoring myself to the internet world.

I have been blogging for 5 years now.  Sometimes frequently, most of the time sporadically. I made one promise when my twins were born and I realized how hard it was going to be to make mental notes of all the major landmarks times two--that I would write them a letter every month telling them about their lives--the blog became mostly those monthly updates for many sleep deprived months, then it became an outlet for my parenting struggles and now I am considered a 'Mommy Blogger'

Some may know and most will not but I have been invited to be a guest writer for another blog/web site.  My first story/article gets posted on Wednesday (and I am really nervous) but it means that there is going to be a lot more traffic coming I want that??

So this is me putting myself out there and making a go of it.  Doing a little self promotion......welcome and like me please LIKE me!!....there is an actual 'like' it and sign up for an email notification when a new post is up and ready for your enjoyment and judgement.

Don't feel embarrassed for me, I am embarrassed enough for everyone!

Saturday, 21 May 2011

My Mom Rocks

I found and posted this article on Facebook.  I endlessly find things like this interesting.

One of the truly interesting fact about this article is that is had a different name when I posted it.  It was called "Parents keep Child's Gender Secret" And referred to the child as "he" in a photo caption.  Now it is called "Footloose and Gender Free" (which is a lie because the child HAS a gender whether they tell people about it or not) and they have reworded various parts of the article to make NO gender assumptions and avoided using 'he' 'she' and 'her' 'him'.

I was raised by a single mom in a pretty alternative way.  As much as there are aspects of it now that I appreciate I also spent a good portion of my childhood wishing for a 'normal' life.  But then my mom commented on the article (yes she is on FB) and I loved her take the most of all the comments.

Here it is:
"You know, I am just too old for this crap. This kid has a gender whether its parents tell people what it is or not. People ask whether a child is a boy or girl, what it weighs, how long it is, not because they want to know these things in order to classify the child before they "know the person", but because there isn't anything more to know about a person at their moment of birth. They ask as a way to share the experience with the parents, to congratulate them. It's arrogant and ungrateful to assume the birth of your child is your neighbour's opportunity to reinforce gender inequality. What the neighbours say or feel about gender wouldn't effect a kid's destiny anyway, just like kids wearing dresses or playing with trucks makes no difference to their eventual identity as male or female. You can't teach a child, much less society, to be free from prejudice or negative influence by ignoring your child's biological bits, and any effort to hide or even downplay gender just prevents the parents from influencing their kid's positive identity with what she or he will eventually discover: his/her gender. Celebrate it, I say!Social mores are slow to change, but they do change, and their is less gender-specificity today that there was yesterday. So these guys didn't invent de-emphasizing gender. We 1970s parents, who also didn't invent it, let our kids play with tow trucks and toe shoes regardless of gender. And guess what? Our kids figured out whether they were boys or girls and all colours in between, and when the time was right for them to figure it out, when the pieces fell into place for them, they became who they wanted to be. Just like almost everything else, gender is only as important as you make it. These guys seem to be making it very important by acting like it doesn't exist. And I firmly believe that whatever you make a point of hiding from your children is what they will want most desperately to find out, what they will consider important because you tried to keep it from them, and what they will resent you for, for not trusting them to weigh and understand it for themselves."

So thank you Mom because I know that even though it wasn't the most 'normal' childhood, you thought it out and respected me.  You set the bar pretty high!