Teaching Young Chefs
I love teaching my kids to cook, kitchen skills, and life skills. I'll share my methods and my madness here along with the delicious foods we create, concoct, and devour. Thanks for stopping by!
Thursday, March 13, 2014
The Hungry Family Blog Tour Update
I know you're going to want to check out the reviews today because one of them shares my recipe for pulled pork sandwiches. (Sooooo good!)
March 13: The Crazy Dream Blog • The Stubby Pencil • Emmy Mom
Also, you can check out my new home at TheHungryFamilyatHome.com.
Keep checking back for other great recipes from The Hungry Family Slow Cooker Cookbook!
March 14: Books Devoured
March 15: Utah Mom’s Life
March 16:
March 17: My Reading Room
March 18: Eat Cake for Dinner • I Love to Read and Review Books
March 19: Lora • Getting Your Read On • Bookworm Lisa
March 20: Blackbird in My Window • Books and Things • Cherry Mischievous
March 21: I Am a Reader
March 22: Busy Working Mama • Mom Loves 2 Read
March 23: Tressa’s Wishful Endings
March 24: GeoLibrarian • Janet K. Hauling
March 25: A Room Without Books is Empty • June Jacobs
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Flexibility - It doesn't come easy
I can't touch my toes.
I can't ever remember being able to touch my toes.
Though my genetically short hamstrings haven't stopped me from pursuing my dreams, I do watch with a hint of envy as someone in yoga class bends in half at the waist.
In my role as a mother, physical flexibility is not as important as the other kind of flexibility. (thank goodness!)
Take today, for example. Mr. 7 should be on his way to the bus stop with his older brother and I should be folding laundry. (If I don't start early I'll never get it done. Pshaw - like laundry is ever done.) But, after handing him a teaspoon of cough medicine I'm snuggled next to him in my bed while he watches a cartoon.
Does this bug me? Not the snuggling part - that I'm cool with - but having my schedule interrupted does.
My schedule:
Laundry
Dishes
Work
Lunch
Ms. 5 off to kindergarten
Work
Pick up
Vacuum
Food shopping
Kids home from school
and etc.
I know it's not very glamorous, but it's the life of a mother/author/employee/wife/cook/housekeeper/driver/and etc.
So how do I survive Mr. Schedule-interuptus? I have to stay flexible.
There was a time in my early mothering years when a sick kid would throw everything out of whack and I'd get cranky. I wouldn't take it out on them, but the mental turmoil was atrocious. I couldn't wait for the next day so I could rewrite my to-do list and have a reset.
Fortunately, it got easier over time. Like stretching a muscle, if I worked at it everyday eventually it will become longer, leaner, and I'd bend in half with ease. The more children I had and the older they get, the stretchier my schedule became. Not because I worked at relaxing, but because they forced me to prioritize over and over again. Each time I chose my children's health and happiness over having a clean house or sticking to a time table, my mommy-muscles stretched and grew.
I still have to work on it. That pile of laundry does weigh on me and my to-do list is calling. I'll look at it throughout the day and see what can be done, but Mr. 7 is my top priority and if I can help him get healthy, then I've done what really matters.
I can't ever remember being able to touch my toes.
Though my genetically short hamstrings haven't stopped me from pursuing my dreams, I do watch with a hint of envy as someone in yoga class bends in half at the waist.
In my role as a mother, physical flexibility is not as important as the other kind of flexibility. (thank goodness!)
Take today, for example. Mr. 7 should be on his way to the bus stop with his older brother and I should be folding laundry. (If I don't start early I'll never get it done. Pshaw - like laundry is ever done.) But, after handing him a teaspoon of cough medicine I'm snuggled next to him in my bed while he watches a cartoon.
Does this bug me? Not the snuggling part - that I'm cool with - but having my schedule interrupted does.
My schedule:
Laundry
Dishes
Work
Lunch
Ms. 5 off to kindergarten
Work
Pick up
Vacuum
Food shopping
Kids home from school
and etc.
I know it's not very glamorous, but it's the life of a mother/author/employee/wife/cook/housekeeper/driver/and etc.
So how do I survive Mr. Schedule-interuptus? I have to stay flexible.
There was a time in my early mothering years when a sick kid would throw everything out of whack and I'd get cranky. I wouldn't take it out on them, but the mental turmoil was atrocious. I couldn't wait for the next day so I could rewrite my to-do list and have a reset.
Fortunately, it got easier over time. Like stretching a muscle, if I worked at it everyday eventually it will become longer, leaner, and I'd bend in half with ease. The more children I had and the older they get, the stretchier my schedule became. Not because I worked at relaxing, but because they forced me to prioritize over and over again. Each time I chose my children's health and happiness over having a clean house or sticking to a time table, my mommy-muscles stretched and grew.
I still have to work on it. That pile of laundry does weigh on me and my to-do list is calling. I'll look at it throughout the day and see what can be done, but Mr. 7 is my top priority and if I can help him get healthy, then I've done what really matters.
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