Sunday, August 29, 2010

33. bring flowers to Claire's first ballet recital.


Manage to film the whole thing with a huge lump in my throat. Done.

Friday, August 20, 2010

enough about food. look at my baby.

He naps every afternoon. She does not. Most days, she has a quiet play time in her room for the majority of his nap. This day, we played UNO. We colored. We cuddled. Then she leaned back on my legs like she did when she was tiny. Only now, she fills the space.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

16. eat entirely local for a week....for after.

A year or so ago, I read Animal, Vegetable, Miracle. I had just finished this book when I started my 33 things list. It is why I wanted to do a week of local eating. It is surprisingly easy to eat locally. We love the farmer's market (I bribe the kids with balloons and trips to the park after). Plus, my kids will do almost anything for fruit. I don't even think Everett missed his bananas this week.

Note: I'm a little embarrassed by the gigantic pile of whipped cream in this picture.

Animal Vegetable Miracle Basil-blackberry Crumble
This I made exactly as described. I would triple the crumble part if I were going to do it again. I like more of an equal fruit to dry part ratio.

The whip cream was really my favorite part of this dessert. I have made this walnut jam cake from smitten kitchen a few times and it is fantastic. I used the recipe for cream topping, substituting maple syrup for the sugar. Love.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

16. eat entirely local for a week....unattractive, yet tasty.

A while back, my generous neighbor offered me space in her garden to plant. I chose to plant beets. I don't particularly love pickled beets, but fresh ones are my friend. A couple of days ago, Lola calls me and says, "You might want to come over and get your beets." Dude. There were a LOT of beets. We will be eating beets for the rest of the month.

Lemon Chicken with Green Tomatoes & Beet Greens
I did a loose translation of this recipe, substituting pickled green tomatoes from my pantry for the green olives and the green stalks from my beets for the parsley. I also omitted the cumin because I wasn't feeling very cumin-y.

We served this with roasted beets. Claire ate hers because I promised her dessert. Evie decided he hates beets with his whole heart. And Nate was a fan of the entire meal.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

16. eat entirely local for a week...what's for breakfast?

This is one of our favorite breakfasts. I love it so much I attempted to take it with us camping and in case you were wondering, that turned out to be a bad idea. Our cooler wasn't prepared for the veggie stench.

Despite those rave reviews, I'd encourage you to try making this. So easy and so good. The measurements and veggies change every time, but this is a rough recipe.
I serve mine with a couple of juicy eggs.

Veggie Hash:
Steam a good head of broccoli
Then, pulse together in a food processor with:
red pepper
yellow squash
a little onion

Stir together with salt and pepper
Oil or butter a pan on medium. Throw veggies in and let them brown a bit, while making your kitchen smell awesome. Move it around the pan til the veggies are nice and golden.

Monday, August 16, 2010

16. eat entirely local for a week....round 2.

Our last attempt at eating locally ended with a month-long bout of horrible sickness. Hooray for local food!

Thankfully, we are all healthy enough to attempt this again. Here's what you should be making tonight for dinner. Ours was tasty, but I didn't make nearly enough.*

Creamy Roasted Tomato Soup
I made a soup similar to this, omitting the red pepper and paprika. I also substituted a bit of cream for some of the stock. I added a big handful of basil just before I pureed it. Holy cow, guys. You should do that.

We had ours with steamed green beans from some friends. The tomatoes I used were a mix of yellow and red from the farmer's market this week and they were fantastic. I made the original recipe several times last summer and love both.

*Seriously, I would double this recipe if I were making it for a family.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

diagnosis: normal.

She asked if I wanted him added to the prayer chain and I said no. I didn't want to bother people. The truth? I didn't want people to think that something was wrong with him. But something has been wrong. I didn't want them to see anything but my sweet little Mister. I wanted him to be normal.

Only he has this thing. These febrile seizures, which turn out to be not such a huge thing. Still, signing him into his classroom at church and marking the special instructions section on the sheet made it real. People that are going to watch him have to know.

We spoke with the neurologist yesterday and he isn't recommending any more tests. Which is great because I'm certain my little heart can't take a sedated Mister Baby and an MRI. For now, we wait for him to outgrow these seizures. We wait. We live our lives and breathe a little.

Monday, August 09, 2010

my boy.

Is doing wonderfully well. Thank you for asking.

I'll post more tomorrow, for tonight just know that he is healing and hasn't had any more seizures. We appreciate your prayers.

Friday, August 06, 2010

where else can i go?

I wish I could adequately describe the terror of looking in the backseat and seeing your toddler convulsing and turning blue. I just can't. It is scary. Thankfully, the Dada was with me. We are seasoned in seizures. We spend the days that follow unable to breathe, unable to sleep, talking in code. We obsess about doses of Tylenol. We worry that he's not eating. We watch for signs.

For the first few nights, she is full of questions. She brings cool cloths and water and offers help. She looks at me earnestly as I rock him and says, "You can call me if you need me."

Today, I laid him down for a nap and a few minutes later, returned to find this:

If a blog post could be a prayer,then this is mine: Please,God no more sickness in this house. Please be here in the midst of all of this. It feels like too much but I believe what You've said and I hold onto You the way they were holding onto each other.