30 May 2008
29 May 2008
Annika has started dancing over the past week and I have been trying to catch it on video. The best way to get her to dance is by dancing with her - which is hard to do while taping. But I think you will get a little taste of her new dancing skills from this clip. . . she is a natural if I do say so myself!
Bet your bottom dollar that eventually. . .
There'll be sun!
23 May 2008
If it isn’t already stressful enough getting through the day with small kids; it has become even more fear driven. I find myself second guessing *everything* I do. . . .
....Do my children’s toys contain lead?
... Should I be vaccinating?
... Is tap water safe?
... Is the car seat installed correctly?
... Is it okay to give my child peanut butter before the age of 3?
... Should my children only eat organic food?
... Are household cleaners safe?
... Should we have stored our children’s cord blood in case of illness later in life?
... Is it safe to use a bumper in the crib?
... Is it okay to let my baby sleep on her tummy?
... Does watching TV lead to ADHD or autism?
It is hard to weed through and/or remember all the wonderful nuggets of “advice” you hear. You can give your child milk, but not too much. Juice is okay, but be sure it isn’t too high in sugar and don’t forget to water it down. Vaccinations are healthy but do a delayed schedule and never do more then two at a time. . . .
And if that weren’t enough to make over-analyzing parents’ head spin, studies have come out saying that “breast fed babies are smarter then bottle fed”. Ouch. Such horrible, harsh words for those mothers who couldn’t nurse for whatever reason. If one were to believe such things, Annika will be much smarter than Bergen given that she has nursed about 9 months longer then he ever did.
As the idea of fear-driven parenting remained close to mind, I found myself reading an article in baby talk (a free magazine I picked up at babies R Us) titled SUMMER SAFETY GUIDE. It warns parents of hot sand that can burn your children’s feet, jagged shells that can cut your child’s hand when on a seashell hunt, bees and mosquitoes that can sting your child, sandboxes that can contain harmful bacteria. . . and of course don’t forget dehydration! After reading that article it makes me think it might be best to just wrap up the kids in bubble wrap and have them enjoy the outdoors from the windows. Sigh…
20 May 2008
Michael Scott: Today is Spring cleaning day here at Dundler Mifflin, and yes I know it's January, I'm not an idiot, but if you do your Spring cleaning in January guess what you don't have to do in the Spring... anything. They say a cluttered desk means a cluttered mind, well I say an empty desk means an...
Dwight Schrute: Empty mind.
Michael Scott: Well, no... that's not what I was going to say.
The Office Season 2: The Secret
We are huge Office fans here at the Blad Pad and that particular exchange between Michael and Dwight came to mind as I prepared for our garage sale last week. Of course it is much funnier when you are actually watching the show, but as I cleared my house of all things unwanted or un-needed, my house started to feel a little emptier. . . which got me asking myself, does it make my mind a little emptier?
I have to say YES.
A long, long time ago I read an article in Real Simple about a life coach helping a woman combat her anxiety. The gist of the article was that as part of her therapy she had to remove 100 items from her house and each item had to be a different thing. She could have recycled 100 old magazines or donated 100 books, but that would have only counted as 1 actual item. At first the woman thought of the project as daunting and impossible, but the more she got rid of, the easier it became and the freer she felt. In this case it truly was an empty house = an empty mind. . . or at least a mind empty of anxiety.
I definitely felt a sense of relief detoxing the house of things we don't need or use anymore. There is freedom in the things you own not owning you. That isn’t to say I don’t value *anything* because I do. For every 100 items I could get rid of, there are 100 items I would be heartbroken to lose. That being said, I learned a lot from my first garage sale experience. I learned they are a lot more work then I would have ever thought. I learned that the work doesn’t end when the garage sale ends. I learned to surround myself with the things I love and get rid of the rest. I learned less is more. I learned that a cluttered house makes for a cluttered mind.
And now my mind feels just a little less cluttered.
Here's a version of a cookie classic from 1937, made a bit more nutritious with whole wheat.
Excerpted from Bob's Red Mill Baking Book by John Ettinger and Bob's Red Mill Family, © 2007, published by Running Press. All rights reserved.
SERVINGS Makes 4 to 5 dozen cookies
1 cup whole wheat pastry flour
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
10 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened
1 cup brown sugar, packed
1 egg, lightly beaten
1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
1/2 cup old-fashioned rolled oats
1 cup chocolate chips
1/2 cup nuts, chopped
1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Lightly oil a baking sheet or cover with parchment paper.
2. In a large bowl, sift or whisk together the flour, baking soda, and salt. Cream the butter with the brown sugar until light in color, about 4 minutes. Beat in the egg until well incorporated. Stir in the vanilla. Add the flour mixture to the butter mixture and blend well. Stir in the oats, chocolate chips, and nuts.
3. Drop by teaspoonfuls onto the prepared cookie sheet. Bake for 10 minutes, or until brown. Cool on a wire rack.
Source: The Daily Green
15 May 2008
I am: joyfully tired
I know: now what I didn't know at 21
I want: what I can't have
I wish: to live on a lake someday
I hate: hate
I miss: time. It is hard to come by with 2 kids.
I fear: too much
I feel: blessed
I hear: my top rated playlist on my iPod
I smell: coffee
I crave: junk food all the time
I search: for meaning
I regret: not going to grad school
I love: therefore I am
I ache: for our babies I never got to hold
I care: about the environment
I always: have a pile of laundry on my bedroom floor
I am not: good at cooking. I mean, not good at all.
I believe: that God does have a plan
I dance: whenever I can. . . but it isn't pretty
I sing: only to my kids when no one else can hear me
I cry: easily
I fight: because there is so much good to fight for
I write: rarely
I win: when I can
I lose: my cell phone daily
I never: say never?
I confuse: the days of the week
I am scared: of flying
I need: life to slow down
I am happy about: today. Today is a good day.
I hope: for each and everyone peace, love and happiness
Tag. . . you're it Kate.
14 May 2008
The DR thinks she is doing great. . . and I couldn't agree more.
12 May 2008
We had a great visit with Great Grandma and Grandpa Birk on Saturday. . . Annika was mesmerized by their dog Birkie while Grandma and Grandpa were mesmerized at how fast the kids are growing!
On Mother's Day we had about 16 people over for brunch to the Hus House. It was wonderful to see everyone . . . especially those that are "snow birds" and are back for the summer.
My wonderful day ended on a loud note with Annika screaming at the top of her lungs on our drive home. Now we know that she will not sleep in her car seat so when we travel we will go during her awake times instead of when she should be sleeping (which tends to be the more logical times for families to travel). At any rate, I ended the day squished. . . and I mean SQUISHED. . . between the two car seats in the back seat. And even though my legs were feeling numb and my ears were going deaf, there is no place I would rather be.
09 May 2008
Ahhhh, a great deal for someone with two left feet. For me? A deal too good to be true.
05 May 2008
The word on the street is that not all stores are doing this - it is at the Managers discretion if they are going to participate or not. So, if you have any bottles that you would like to get rid of, give your local Babies R Us a call to see if they will take yours back and you too can be feeling bpa-freedom and have a nice in-store credit to boot!
Annika didn't make it through the night to give us two in a row, but that is okay!! She was up at 4:30am as opposed to her usual 2:30am. . . so in my mind we *are* making progress. And truth be told, I really don't mind getting up once (key word being ONCE) a night with my little princess. I know it won't last forever and someday I will miss this time with her . . . just the two of us awake in an otherwise quiet house when I can soak up all her goodness and shower her with love.
04 May 2008
02 May 2008
This spring Bergen had indoor soccer on Monday nights with three of his friends. Lars always took him because it conflicted with Annika's bed time (she would usually be asleep by the time they got home) so for the last soccer practice Annika and I wanted to join them. I have to say it was quite a treat to watch the madness unfold in the gym - nothing like trying to get a bunch of 3 or 4-year-olds to to do warm up exercises and practice dribbling the ball. The best part is the scrimmage they play at the end. The kids just have no clue what is going on and basically chase each other around while giggling. . .
Afterwards Bergen got a special treat from Culvers. . . chocolate ice cream with M&Ms on top. His favorite!
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