Feeding the People {a large family’s 2 week menu, with recipe links}

It’s pseudo-spring here in western Washington– warm and clear one day, cool and overcast the next. The only thing you can count on this time of year is frogs singing, lots of mud, and rain in all its glorious forms. From downpour to drizzle, we do it all in Washington. I know that sounds depressing to some of you, but others (and you know who you are) are more than happy to join me in appreciating the sunshine and the puddles.

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Roots and Wings

The best and worst part of parenting is watching your kids grow up. Watching them shed the skin of babyhood and take to their own two feet, seeing toddlerhood  slide into the elementary years, witnessing the transition from kid to teen. It’s beautiful and awful, I tell you. And it’s inveitable.

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{Work in Progress Wednesdays}

“Some people like to paint pictures, or do gardening, or build a boat in the basement. Other people get a tremendous pleasure out of the kitchen, because cooking is just as creative and imaginative an activity as drawing, or wood carving, or music.”
–Julia Child

(Work in progress: tinkering in the kitchen, one of my favorite things to do.)

We’d love to see your works in progress. Something that makes you feel simple, full, or creative. Something you’re making. Something you’re doing (folding a pile of laundry–again?). Something you’re planning. Share in the comments!

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Taste of Summer Muffins

I  know I’m back, per se, from my new baby honeymoon, when I’m ready to start tinkering in the kitchen again. This recipe was the result of one of then -five month-old Simon’s rare naps, a sunny afternoon of outdoor play for everyone aged 2 and up, and the very last jar of the previous summer’s home-canned peaches smiling at me from the pantry shelf. They combine some of my favorite summer flavors in one not-too-heavy-but-still-moist-and-yummy muffin. I’m know I’m jumping the gun by making them in spring time, but this year, I couldn’t resist!

Sick Days

Oh, the lot of the homeschooled child.

Forever doomed to be the object of jokes, eating dinner every night with the principal, never able to get any space between himself and the teacher who doesn’t tolerate the abuse of “their” and its cousins, “there” and “they’re.”

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{Work in Progress Wednesdays}

“How did it get so late so soon?
It’s night before it’s afternoon.
December is here before it’s June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?”
–Dr. Seuss

(Work in progress: finally adding those hard-earned patches to two little Cubbie’s vests in advance of tonight’s awards ceremony. Yes, I am now that mom.)

We’d love to see your works in progress. Something that makes you feel simple, full, or creative. Something you’re making. Something you’re doing (folding a pile of laundry–again?). Something you’re planning. Share in the comments!

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The beginning of goodbye

The hardest part of stepping out in faith to move our family to Nepal isn’t the unknown, or the logistics, or the fear of the what ifs. The hardest part, for us, are the goodbyes.

We have a home here. Roots. Early in our married life, when Christopher was climbing the newspaper food chain one story at a time, we moved. We moved a lot. My Mamaw joked that our phone number was always written in pencil in her book. That was a wise choice; we didn’t stay anywhere too long. Life was always an adventure of finding new parks for the kids, meeting new friends, discovering new bagel shops.

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