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2012-2013 Curriculum Plan.

We have moved slowly over the years to an eclectic mix of curriculum. There are SO many options out there. SO MANY GOOD ONES. It is way hard to choose. I have equated curriculum to cruising. It’s a stretch, but stick with me. On a cruise, the cruise is designed to provide so many options for entertainment, that it is impossible to experience them all. You are forced to choose your favorites and move on. At a workshop this past weekend of convention, I was reminded that you can’t cover it all. You just can’t.

So with that in mind, our favorites for this year have made up the following plan.

Cameron 8th Grade-

Bible- Route 66 from Positive Action

Math- Teaching Textbooks Algebra

Language Arts- A beka

History- Mystery of History

Health- Horizons

Science- Apologia Physical Science

Typing- Typing Instructor

Elective- Plants Grown Up and Civics

Christmas Study- The Birth of Jesus

*P.E. – Kids Triathlon training

 

 

Taylor 7th Grade-

Bible- Route 66 from Positive Action

Math- Teaching Textbooks Pre-Algebra

Language Arts- A beka

History- Mystery of History

Health- Horizons

Science- Apologia General Science

Art- World’s Greatest Composers

Elective- Polished Cornerstones and Who is God?

Christmas Study- The Birth of Jesus

*P.E. – Kids Triathlon training

 

Emma 2nd grade-

Bible- Finding God’s Promises from Positive Action

Math- Horizons

Language Arts- Sonlight

Literature- Little House in the Big Woods, Charlotte’s Web, Mr Popper’s Penguins

History- A beka

Health- Horizons

Science- Exploring Creation with Astronomy from Apologia

Elective- Draw Write Now and Expedition Earth

Christmas Study- The Birth of Jesus

*P.E. – Kids Triathlon training

 

*There are multiple kids triathlon events in our area. My goal is that each of the kids will complete one during the school year. I still need to work through the details of this. I am not sure about the swimming part with my 2nd grader, but if not a triathlon than we will do a 5k or something else.

 

 

Pizza Dinner

How I love Whole Foods. My favorite recent find is their Whole Wheat Pizza Crust. Made with just four ingredients and no sugar!  It is the same crust that they make in their take out foods part of the store. Dough for one large size pizza is just $1.29. It comes fresh and ready to use.

Spritz the pan with a little Olive Oil and I just flatten the dough out with my hands because I am too lazy to get the rolling pin out.

I use Whole Foods pasta sauce for the pizza sauce. It works just yummy and there is no sugar or nastiness to be found.

 Next just apply whatever you have on hand. Tonight it was Mozzarella, some crushed pineapple, and green bell pepper. Yum.

For dessert, I made the kids a parfait with plain yogurt, maple syrup, frozen strawberries, and homemade granola. De~lish.

Add in some corn, salad with cauliflower, and a glass a milk and you have a great quick meal!

Enjoy!

11:04 p.m.

In April, just 24 months ago, I was just pregnant with my little man. I didn’t even know he was a little man yet. I was finishing up my first year of homeschooling and realizing that I would not be putting my kids back into the private school we had recently pulled them out of. I went to my first and not my last, homeschool convention with a great friend. We had a great time.

This year, we decided to go again. We also hijacked another friend, originally from the bay area to come along. She doesn’t homeschool, but does have four kids and needed a girls trip!

We found a marvelous, funky, and CHEAP little hotel down the street from our convention. It is adorned with strange and wacky things. It is fantastic. Oddly, we stayed next door to the room we had stayed in two years prior.

The weekend was full of lots of curriculum shopping, workshops, and learning. It is always settling to be around hundreds of other families who have chosen to homeschool. It is great to meet others that are in the same boat you are in. It is especially encouraging to see their kids, who have grown up and have thrived. We are not doing this alone. There are tons of other people doing this too. If you homeschool and haven’t been to a convention, consider it. It has helped me so very much. I would highly recommend bringing a friend and making a girl’s weekend out of it. Thinking becomes much easier with no little people around.

Conveniently, this whole thing takes place just minutes from where two of us on the trip, grew up. We were able to visit a bunch of our old favorite places, reminisce a bit, and pretend we were going to stay forever and send for our families to join us.

There is no place like home.

Our first stop was to acquire a birthday cake for our recently turned forty side kick, Gina.

This bakery has been here since the dawn of time, or 65 years, in reality. It is oh so amazing. They make a burnt almond cake like no other. After a not so secret purchase and some proper embelishments, we “surprised” our sweet friend with an overdue mini birthday party at a local one of a kind restaurant. It was complete with Zebra decor and public singing.

 In order to properly celebrate this momentous occasion, we had a second birthday song on day two of our trip. I mean can a girl be sung to too many times? Especially on her 40th? I think not.

 We slept in, we laughed until there were tears, we shopped, we planned, we bought planners, we bought school books, we discussed over and over what would be best for our families and individual children, we had midnight parking lot of donut shop parties, we ran, we ate fabulous food, and we didn’t make our beds, and ate cake for breakfast. We battled some car issues, checked radiator fluid, oil levels, and put air in tires. We got lost, we got found, and we visited childhood homes.

While away, my more than capable husband showered my kids with fun and held down the fort. He took all four to the dentist for check ups, handled youth events, choir practice, attended a church sponsored community work day, took walks, and went to the park. All while handling all the cooking to keep us all eating REAL FOODS. Yeah, he wins hubby of the year for sure.

 We squeezed every last bit out of our get away possible.

I pulled in at 11:04pm Sunday night.

Curriculum plans for 2012-2013 coming soon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flour Tortillas

The technical name is Whole Wheat Flour Tortillas. However, if I call them that, I am afraid that you won’t try them. If you don’t….well, that would be just a shame. Not only will I personally promise you that you will enjoy these melt in your mouth wonders that rival Chevy’s, but you will also acquire a moment of channeling your inner Martha Stewart as you can decidedly cross making tortillas from scratch off of your bucket list.

The original recipe is here. Every single recipe we have tried from her site has had glowing reviews from my family, but this one takes the lead. These babies are awesome. If you want a printable recipe in nice easy english with pretty pictures and thorough directions… go visit Lisa. Otherwise continue on.

2.5 cups whole wheat flour. I use King Arthur White Whole Wheat (sold at Target).

1/2 cup Avocado Oil

1 teaspoon salt

1 cup warm water (microwave for about a minute)

In your kitchen aid (with the hook attachment), mix the flour, oil, and salt until crumbly. Leave the mixer on and add the warm water slowly. Mix until smooth (about 3 minutes). Take the dough out and make into a log shape with your hands. Cut the dough into 12 equal pieces. Use your hands again to make each piece into a round smooth ball. Once they are all in shape, gently press down to flatten slightly and cover with wax paper for about 15-60 min.

Heat a frying pan to medium heat. Take a little bit of flour and a rolling pin to get a ball of dough into a circle shape. Don’t obsess over perfection. They are homemade and the odd shapes give character. They all taste the same!

Once hot, spritz the pan with Olive Oil. (Ditch the Pam and get yourself a Misto).

Cook for about 30 seconds on each side until lightly brown.

In my opinion, the next best thing is to slather a “reasonable” amount of real butter upon your hot tortilla, add a bit of sea salt, roll up, observe a moment of silence, and enjoy.

Although, I have made fajitas and tacos as well. You really can’t go wrong here.

Have you watched the scene in What About Bob with the corn? Be prepared for re enactments to follow.

 

Real Food: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly.

We are still eating real food. I have been getting just a ton of questions about how it is going, so I thought I would update.

The short of it is: We have committed to this. No turning back.

THE GOOD

Oh, I don’t even know where to begin. I feel pretty fantastic. GONE are the sugar cravings. For the girl who would easily drive an hour to eat a Krispy Kreme, I tell you the cravings are gone. Last year, I went thirteen weeks without desserts. They weren’t gone then. You know why? I was still eating a TON of sugar in bread, salad dressings, rotisserie chicken, cheerios, and more. They are gone now because I am not eating sugar. Did you know that there are at least 50 other names that sugar will be identified as? Yeah, bummer huh? Overall, I just feel better. More energy, not full and yucky, and I definitely don’t feel like if I don’t consume some brownie dough, I just might eat my arm off.  If you want to know more about sugar, check out this video.

All my family members report feeling better, childhood constipation is gone, husband’s almost daily heartburn is gone, people in my house “feel clearer” and focus better. There have been SIGNIFICANT behavioral changes in one of my children. Sound to good to be true? I tell you I have heard people say things like this all my life, but I didn’t really take it to heart. Now that I have experienced it myself, I can tell you that letting sugar go becomes a whole lot easier because I don’t want how good I feel to go away. SO, will I eat sugar again? Maybe occasionally. Maybe not. Tastebuds change and I tell you that fruit is pretty spectacular when your tastebuds are not confused with donuts and candy and such.

THE BAD

We spent quite a bit on groceries last month. We have a $600 a month food budget for our family of six. I nailed that budget monthly for the last couple of years. Last month it all changed, which is to be expected. There will be a learning curve and we are willing to invest in it. This month, I am shopping weekly to try and stop the bleeding of overspending. $150 a week. We will see. I still have some small changes to add in, but they will come later. I hope to be able to go 100% organic or close to it. We are almost there, but not quite.

I can not believe how difficult it is to maneuver the presents, the parties, the awards for Awana, the sucker for the hair cut, the Sunday School prizes and treats, the birthday parties and on and on….It is sticky because the last thing I ever want to do is to come across as snobby or make a scene anywhere. We are moving our way through this one day at a time. Our current rule has been choose your absolute favorite treat when faced with a buffet of options. The term treat now includes rainbow goldfish crackers. It is a strange new world.

After just a week, I can see that this plan isn’t really going to work, as sometimes my kids are in these situations multiple times daily. SO, this part is still not settled in my mind. However, that is in large part due to the fact that I overanalyze everything and need a plan. It’ll work itself out. I need to relax. I continue to educate my children on what is actually in the food they are eating so that they can take ownership of their own choices. I also continue to talk to them about how everyone makes different choices and that is o.k. If they choose to turn down sugar, that does not make them weird! REALLY IT DOESN’T :)

My final thought in this here bad category is— I miss eating out. Long gone are the drive thru for a quick meal days, but I just would like to go out to a nice sit down meal. I know there are ways to do this and healthy-ish options out there. I just need to find them. The all or nothing in me doesn’t do well in situations like this. I need to find my balance and be o.k. with it.

THE UGLY

The ugly comes when it doesn’t occur to you to pack snacks for the Awana Grand Prix that lasts for four hours. Eating at the snack bar provided will give you options of pizza, nachos, donuts, cookies, soda, candy, and more. However, with the kids already “winning” a pack of sour skittles, it was hard to think that I would buy them more. They did have apples. That was the only option that was really real food. They were $1.00 a piece.

The ugly comes when I haven’t grocery shopped and the house is EMPTY and the kids need lunch NOW because they have been at church all morning and are starving. Ordering Mountain Mikes just may mean a day of stomach pain and feeling like a huge blob with no energy. I am guessing when you maintain a steady stream of highly processed foods that involve sugar and other additives, you become used to it. When you are truly eating clean and you put some of those processed foods back in your body. Watch out. I am sure everyone responds differently, but it’s not a fun thing. Trust me.

MOVING FORWARD

The bad and ugly in no way outweighs the good. Not by a long shot. Really making changes like we have made is hard. I am thankful that everyone in my family is on board. I am incredibly blessed in that way because it would be very difficult to change this much without everyone buying into it.

I am confident that as with anything new, in a matter of time, it will feel completely normal. I have read that a good goal is to shoot for no more than one “treat” a week. We are not quite there with the kids, but definitely working towards it. They probably eat 20% of the junk that they used to eat and at home they are 100% fine.

I never in a million years, thought that I would be so invested in label reading, but let me tell you once you start it is hard to imagine what they are trying to sell us and what we are buying. It is worth reading. It is worth digging. It is unsettling, but it is worth it. I think we all know that Spam is gross, but I never paid attention to the 80 ingredients in a Costco cake. I am SO new at all this and SO not an expert at any of it. I am learning though.

We are eating like kings and queens, I tell you, absolutely delicious food. Spaghetti and meatballs, stir fry, salads, veggies, fruits, homemade banana bread, crepes, crackers, cheeses, and snow cones….just to name a few. It is possible to make these things with real food ingredients. It actually tastes better too.

The number one thing I have been asked is “What is this diet…a.k.a. what is allowed?” The answer is pretty simple, but yet also crazy difficult. The answer is real food. Little to no processing, readable ingredients, no sweeteners, etc. That’s it. The tough part is not eating it, but rather finding it.

Above all, yet again I marvel at the Lord and His creation. The more that I become informed about food and what it provides for our body, the more I realize His love and care for us. When we enter in all the man made stuff is when we start having huge problems. He knows what He is doing.

Do I sound a little bit crazy? To some yes. Even to myself, I find it odd to read the sentences that I am typing. I never saw this one coming. This is where we are at and we are staying here. It’s a learning curve. I am sure it will continue to be. It’s a beautiful one and it works for us.

*For all kinds of crazy good information, check out the 100 Days of Real Food blog. She hooks you up with all you need to know!

Today. 4.15.12.

Outside my window…the sun has arrived and the pollen is lurking. Spring is here. I’m ready for summer.

This thought impacted me…Do what you can, With what you have, Where you are.

I am thinking…that a black Converse shoe on a one year old baby foot is a magical combination.

My heart is… heavy. It has been an intense week.

From the learning rooms…our tadpole, Roosevelt, died yesterday. Cause of death, unknown.

From the kitchen…bare cupboards are waiting to be filled.

I am creating…a makeover plan for the classroom and plans for my future business.

I am going…to ditch this funk I am in today.

I am reading…just finished, Kelle Hampton’s Bloom. Wow. New York Times Bestseller already.

I am hoping…for short lines at Costco today.

I am hearing…my precious boy who is apparently more interested in perfecting his spitting techniques rather than taking his nap.

Around the house…is a mess. It’s a sign that life happens here.

One of my favorite things….a drive through the country, with the music blaring, and the sun roof open.

A few plans for the rest of the week…school, dr. appointments, working out, working on organizing my pictures, getting ready to go the bay area with friends this weekend, and hopefully repainting the classroom.

Here is picture for thought I am sharing… it’s almost here. Sleeping in, lots of swimming, the fourth, late sunsets, popsicles, bare feet, and outdoor fires. Can’t wait.

Link up to the Simple Woman’s Daybook.

Fighting The Stereotype

I was horrified at the stereotype of homeschooling. I was. I wasn’t someone who was born and knew that I wanted to grow up, have more than an average amount of children, and homeschool them. I wasn’t.

The fact of the matter is, that is exactly who I became and I couldn’t be happier. I spent the first year of homeschooling embarrassed of it. I hated the looks I got. I hated the questions. I hated being viewed with pity, with judgement, or with disapproval. It sucked, quite frankly, but then I got over it. Sometimes, I think the tendency when put on the defensive, is to get all girl powered up over it and defend. I don’t want to take that route either. Education is not a right or wrong situation. Most parents have the same goals for their children. How we get there is often different…

…which makes sense because people are different. Families are different. Education can be different as well. There are faults in each system, there are bad apples in each bunch. The more we grow and understand each other, the better. I never really understood homeschooling prior to doing it. Yet, I made judgements about it. Looking back now, I’m not really sure why. It’s hard and quite shameful to judge something that you don’t even know. I’m guilty.

I love knowing that every single day before he leaves for work, my husband will turn on the light by his bed. I can count on it as sure as the sun will rise. As soon as he leaves, I turn it off. I like to sleep with a fan on. Husband doesn’t. I like to stay up until 1 am. Husband, not so much. My husband has chap stick at all times, I hate the stuff. The list goes on and on. We all have our quirks and routines, as well.  You can be sure that every night, after my things are done, I will cover my husband’s chair with my favorite blue blanket and sit and read, blog, and watch t.v. You can also be sure that if my baby can find a way to cross his legs when sitting or sleeping, he’s gonna. Differences make us unique. Life would be so boring without them. I recognize that these differences are of much less significance than education choices, but the point is still the same.

Differences should be accepted. Differences should be understood and celebrated all the way around. Homeschooling has reminded me  of another brilliant life lesson. We should be super understanding of differences in each other. In addition, when we find ourselves on that road less traveled, we should travel our road with our eyes straight up and not looking around for others approval. When we are looking around, I am convinced that we are missing the glorious view He gives us from above. With my eyes focused on what others think, I am probably going to find myself bitter and unsatisfied. Even more devastating, I will probably end up questioning what it is that I am doing in the first place.

I am going to do everything I can to fight the stereotype that is homeschooling and I am going to do it NOT because I want to fit in, but because it is what God has called me to do for my children. I want to do the best job I can. That is the testimony that I want to live. Lord willing, our children are going to grow up happy, well adjusted, socialized, and intelligent humans beings. They are going to learn to read and write and spell and do it W E L L. They will learn how to become awesome friends who love others with the heart of Jesus. These things are values to my husband and I and with God’s help, they will be accomplished. They are also going to learn that every individual has differences in abilities and choices. We will embrace and accept them for who they are. We will recognize that the differences we all have are expressions of the ultimate plan and creativity of our savior. They are not ours to defend, grow angry over, or resent.

Whew, parenting is a big job.

My kids play in thunderstorms at recess, they practice getting interaction with adults when their mom sends the older ones in for a couple grocery items, and sometimes, they even learn math by the fireplace. In. Their. Pj’s. It’s o.k. It’s more than o.k. I am going to embrace them and the plan that God has for all of our lives and live it to its fullest.

and…if they happen to choose to wanna make their own jam, wear denim jumpers, or carry canvas totes, then so be it. I will celebrate that too.

The Twenty Eight Hour Get Away

My very smart hubby suggested we get away to Lake Tahoe overnight. We decided to fill our easter eggs with words that when put together read a beautiful sentence.

We are going to Lake Tahoe right now. GO PACK.

Sixty four minutes later we had four slightly excited kids and two parents that were in need of some r and r, packed in our minivan and off we went.

I had done some research and we decided to go swanky. Embassy Suites at South Shore fit the bill perfectly. I didn’t think in a million years that this property would be in our budget, but I was surprised to find that it was going to work just fine. Our suite had two rooms, beds for my whole family, microwave and fridge, free snacks and drinks reception in the evening, free full cook to order breakfast in the morning, and an indoor pool and hot tub that sealed the deal.

That’s a whole lot of extras for a big family. So we went with it. We checked in Sunday at 5:30 and checked out Monday at 1:30. We didn’t have to pay for any food while we were there.

The hotel was amazing. Elevator rides {see my lovelies in there?} were the highlight for my little man. The hotel had fabulous decor and it was located right in the heart of Heavenly. Perfect.

My budget friendly kids were blown away when we walked into the hotel for the first time. Embassy Suites has that fantastic design where it is “hollow”. Upon entering we were looking straight up nine stories and into the sky through some ginormous skylights.

The kids were wide eyed when people carried our bags to our room and parked our car. My daughter exclaimed, “I do not feel worthy of the fanciness.” Lol. Love her. It was just perfect. There is a time for tents and there is a time for feather pillows and chocolates. This was definitely the latter.

After some night swimming, all the munchkins were asleep by 9:30 and I did something unheard of for me. I climbed into the most comfortable bed on the planet with my brand new copy of Bloom, which by the way, I had finished before we returned home. It is breathtaking. I loved it. Her writing just captivates me and makes me think and feel and cry and laugh. It’s beautiful.

After a fabulous night sleep, an awesome breakfast, some more swimming, and taking a walk into Nevada and back to California, we packed up and loaded in the van.

We took a short drive around the lake and then we decided to stop to play in the snow. This is probably only the 2nd or 3rd time my kids have seen it and it definitely was Greyson’s first. Sledding, snowballs, and a bunch of wet bums later, we loaded back up for home.

When my husband first presented the idea to get away, I will admit that I was less than fond of the idea. I had a list of reasons why not to go. Money, time, too much effort for such a little time away, etc. He stood firm and I am glad he did.

Yes, it cost some money and it definitely was some effort to get there, but I am SO thankful we went.

Sometimes you just HAVE to take a time out. We haven’t been away in almost two years. It was time, even if just for a moment. A change of scenery and a breath of fresh air did wonders for us. It is so good to relax without the demands of the dishes screaming to be put away, bills to be paid, and the laundry yelling to be attended to.

Makin’ memories… just the six of us.

Worth every last penny.

 and worth every single minute it took to get ready to get there.

We are back home and tomorrow will be our last day of spring break before school resumes on Wednesday.

I have a house to clean, laundry to do, and some tired kids to take care. I also have a renewed energy in which to do them.

So thankful and so very in love with my little family.

The Day Before Gina’s Fortieth.

My crazy friend, Gina, keeps posting a count down to her 40th. I woke up this morning and checked in with Facebook, only to be reminded that today she is 39 years and 364 days old. Her 40th falls on Easter Sunday. Pretty spectacular, Huh? Her celebration {with me} will wait until we hit the road in a couple weeks to attend a homeschool convention. Why? Because I bet she never thought she would be celebrating her 40th anything at a homeschool convention and I just think that will make it more fun. Our other fabulous friend is tagging along. Not just because homeschool conventions are just that fun, but mothers of four will do almost anything to enjoy a weekend away every once in a while. Homeschool conventions do involve some learning as there are a gajillion workshops to choose from. However, in our world they also involve a hotel room that will become decorated with brand new calendars, planners, pads of paper, and sharpened pencils. There will be people in this magical place who make your bed when you aren’t looking. There will be hours of shopping curriculums, chatting about every possible combination of these curriculums, and multiple trips to eat at the bay area’s best mexican restaurant. Although I will miss my morning snuggles and evening tuck in sessions with my littles, I do look forward to eating a meal without bending over to pick anything up off of the floor. My clothes will probably remain stain free, and I just might be able to complete a sentence. Not two mention there will be three whole days with some of my favorite people on the planet.

The Fortieth birthday should be celebrated and celebrated big. Just ask my friend Nicole. Her husband threw her an eighties party at a roller rink. I know of no better way to bring in the forties than with crimped hair and a little shoot the duck. Seriously. Speaking of fabulous, don’t you love that we can now hijack pictures off of Facebook to exploit our friends just a little?

My husband and I began our 10 week challenge of real food last Sunday. One week down. We recently completed the 10 day challenge and now are going for the 70 day extended version. Why? Mostly because I needed longer to really cement these eating changes into my brain and our pantry, before I tested out my boundaries in the real world. This has become a new way of eating for us. Every single person in my house agrees. We feel better. All of us. SO, when the challenge is over this time we will continue eating as close to real food as often as possible. The kids are not “technically” on the challenge right now, but they kinda are because I am :) . We are learning to deal with their real life situations like the bags full of candy given at Awana, the neighbor kids who constantly offer ice cream and snow cones, the donuts at church, and the packages of candy that arrive in the mail. It’s a new frame of reference and a new line drawn about what we will and will not allow in our bodies and how that works into our day to day living.

Our house is almost 100% real food now. There are just a few things left that I will use up and then not buy again. They are not completely horrific and for the sake of budget we will continue using them until they are gone. I just came home from grocery shopping a little while ago and I am completely amazed at the transition that we have made. Ninety eight percent of the food that the Target grocery aisles sell are completely off limits now and I am totally o.k. with that. When on this challenge, our choices are REAL FOOD, unprocessed almost entirely. If you get it out of a package, jar, or a box it can not have more than five ingredients (none of which can be sugar in any of its 1,000 secret names). It’s strict.

I have arrived at the point, that my health and the health of my kids is more important than my tastebuds, among other things. I do not want to be preachy here. I am the girl who regularly consumed Jack in the Box tacos and a 44oz diet coke for breakfast {because it was only 360 calories}. I just have to say from the bottom of my heart that if I can do it, truly anyone can. Last summer, when I began to get serious about my health, if you would have told me that I was about to move into a world where soda was not a part of it, kale {after you told me what it was} would be something that I would buy and enjoy, I would bake with coconut oil, and that I would think that raisins were almost too sweet…I would never have packed one bag. I think that God reveals to us the exact information we need at the exact time we need it. What a blessing that is, really. This path that I am on? I wouldn’t trade away for anything. If I had seen the kale I would have  grabbed my sugar canister and headed for the hills. I am taking one step at a time asking for His guidance. He is so faithful.

With all that being said, yesterday my husband and I momentarily broke our food challenge. I realize that this is not the sentence you were expecting to read right now, but my life is a semi open book and I need to confess. We did it consciously and with intent. Here’s why….my family is all big fans of Cake Boss. We love Buddy and his bakery. My little ones have been known to play “Carlos Bakery” with play dough. They spend hours creating magical cakes that are covered in “fondant”. SO, yesterday we went to some dear friends house for lunch and they started talking about how their in laws had just returned from vacation. While they were away, guess where they went? CARLOS BAKERY. After a two hour wait they brought a box of Buddy’s cookies back to our friends. The cookies were there. At. The. House. After a momentary debate in my head, my husband and I split a very tiny chocolate/vanilla piece of heaven. It was one bite worth and delicious. I mean D E L I C I O U S. Now I have eaten famous cookies. My daughter pointed out that we had famous cookies in our bellies. She is right. They were great. Nothing permanently derailed and really we could not pass up a chance to try his stuff because I have no plans to be in New Jersey anytime soon. Will you forgive us, pretty please..with no sugar on top?

Speaking of my friend’s house for lunch, you may remember my sweet angel friend Lillian. I had the enormous pleasure of taking care of her when she was just a baby. She is quite the big girl now. She recently turned five. She is a miracle and melts my heart.

We got to hang at her place yesterday. She hugged us and sang with us and gave us the sweetest welcome you could give. She is talking, and walking, and still gives the best hugs on the planet. She has not only beaten the odds, but just crushed them. God is amazing.

 We had a great time with Lillian, her brother, and her awesome parents, catching up after WAY TOO LONG. We had yummy food, great conversation, and left with very full hearts.

 Tomorrow is Easter.  I haven’t seen much of my hubby this week as he has been working hard to prepare for services at church. We have a yearly tradition of Boston Market for Easter dinner. Yes, I am serious. This year we are breaking it. Immediately following services tomorrow afternoon, my kids will come home to find a very special Easter Egg hunt that will not involve one piece of candy, but rather a very special surprise which I will tell you about on Tuesday when we return.

If you are reading this and know my children, please don’t mention it :) They don’t even know that a surprise is brewing.

Happy Easter, my friends.

Oh, and happy last day of the thirties to you, Gina.

Nicole and I now welcome you here at the forties, with open arms. It ain’t that bad.

The Offensive

I want to live offensively. Not the kind where you are rude to people. The kind where you are proactive. Not the kind where you are proactive in random things, but things that make a difference.

Let’s eat better BEFORE we get tired and overweight and sick and then really sick.

Let’s manage our money BEFORE we hit a crisis. So when crisis comes, and it will come, we will have some.

Let’s smother our children with love and pour into them as if their very life depends on it, because it does.

Sometimes I feel like I am living life defensively, a manager of crisis really. It evokes a passion and energy to make life better or to fix what’s broken. BUT…what about when everything is o.k.? The drive and intensity can tend to diminish.

I believe those times when everything is status quo are the very most important.

Lets become proactive. Seek out what is good and what is right and then embrace it with everything in you.

Living the best life you can…while you can…

because you can.

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