When my son was little, one of my brilliant friends (Hi Addi!) made a Counting Caterpillar for her son. Naturally, I had to make one, too. Now it's Charlotte's turn to have a caterpillar of her very own. While she might be a bit too young to learn her numbers, the early exposure can't hurt anything, right?
All you have to do is cut out some circles (I traced around a cereal bowl), add some numbers, feet and a face and you're done. Simple as can be.
Post by Christina Williams : justcallmechris.blogspot.com
For the longest time, up until oh, about 40 minutes ago, I didn't think we could afford to go completely organic. But we did it, today, and within our budget.
Groceries in Orlando aren't cheap, and the organic foods are often double the price of conventional. We're a multi-generation household with my parents here with us, and feed four adults and one child. Sometimes one of the adults eats enough for two (way to go, dad) which means we often plan meals for five adults and one child. We spend anywhere from $175 to $250 on groceries every week, depending on which staples are running low.
Slowly, over the last three months, we've managed to eliminate most every non-essential processed food item from our weekly shopping trip. We no longer buy packaged cookies, crackers, popsicles, chips, cake mixes, BBQ sauce or ketchup, to name a few, for a couple of reasons: (1) I have a soy allergy that prevents us from buying most anything that's been processed and (2) these foods are so easy and quick to make at home with ingredients we can actually pronounce.
For the first time this year, by process of elimination, we were able to go completely organic. I spent $191.95 this afternoon at Whole Foods. I bought every vegetable, every fruit we normally buy, but this time, every single piece of produce was organic. I managed to find an organic, soy-free crackers that I could snack on, organic milk, cheese, sour cream and (drum roll) organic ricotta cheese with nothing but milk, culture and a trace of salt.
The only thing I didn't purchase was meat because our freezer was already stocked, but estimated it to cost another $50, which would bring us to our $250 budget. I'm so proud we did it!
What about all the foods we left on store shelves?
We haven't bought them since December and honestly, we don't really miss them. We've been eating more fruits and vegetables for snacks, and have been making our own cookies, cakes and popsicles from scratch. I've also been making my own BBQ sauce and ketchup in small batches.
You can do it, too!
For the next three weeks, pick three processed food products you normally buy — crackers, chips, snack mixes, packaged cookies, anything you did not make yourself, but could — and stop buying them. Add up the money, which I assume will be close to $16.00, and buy two pounds of grass-fed beef, or divy it up between organic vegetables and fruits of your choice. When your three weeks are up, do it again.
Post by Dawn Viola : www.wickedgooddinner.blogspot.com
see the long feet?
the lack of diaper bulge in the back?
the spoon actually making it to the mouth?
the self-serve breakfast mess with a side of play clay?
These are the undeniable signs that my baby is now three years old. Woe is me for I definitely cannot stop time.
For the past year I have carried a tattered receipt in my purse. On the back I have jotted down things Ryan said as we were out and about. To me it reads as the most beautiful poem in the world, here it is with the translations in italics:
Two Years Old
according to Ryan everything costs seven dollars
Broggy the Doggy- woof!
his favorite game to play with his brothers
Poopey the Cat -meow
a saucy cat he often morphs into when hurt or hungry or tired
just about everything happened last week
ruby juice in my ba ba
75% H20, 25% rio red Sunrype grapefruit juice, served in a bottle
the words that make me cry
the Germans are coming
too many John Wayne war films with the boys, gets a big "shuush"
no poo in my diaper Mom
he definitely pooped his pants
can i watch a show?
he loves to watch movies
Wufus , Wufus
you hold my hand?
me go to Winners?
best kid in the world!
poor Nana, he's obsessed with my crazy Dad
Dad take my nucky
Mom, give Dad heck for snatching my soother
Wufus ate my cheesies
Rufus is raiding his snack yet again
yay, my brodders
yay, my brothers
this is how you start the answer to just about any question
me go shopping?
these words bring Mommy great relief and bliss
Farewell two years old, I will miss you dearly.
Three is generally a really fun age but it also means a big step away from babyhood and lots of tears from moi. With each boy this transition has been more heart wrenching as each time it becomes more and more clear just how fast the time with wee ones slips away.
Perhaps that is why my boys are spaced around three years apart. Wish I knew I was done with babies….when I was a complete mess after my last c-section I swore I would remember when this time came upon me. I do, but in a rose-colored glasses kinda way. Not a drugged up, beached whale, overtired, cabbage on my engorged boobies kinda way. Except for all the needles, stomach staples and the dreaded epidural…I remember those things all too well.
Our God is surely a sneaky baby-loving power that be. It doesn't help that my boys are also dying to have another sibling and have been asking for a baby…except Ry who asked for a bird.
Happy Birthday my beloved Ry Ry. I am so blessed to be your Mama. You make me laugh, keep me on my toes, fill me with hope and wonder and warm my heart every single day. You'll always be my baby.
Post by Kerry MacLeod : www.snickerdoodles.ca