TheMomOfAllTrades

Mom of all trades- Master of very little

Worst blogger EVER… with a side of soup

Yup, that me.  Worst blogger to ever grace the internet.  I started a blog, wrote a few posts (just enough to get a few people interested) and then I just disappeared.  I am so sorry.  I would like to tell you that I had an actual reason, but all I’ve got is life.  An overwhelming sense of being overwhelmed.  Poor reason, I know.  There are plenty of people who manage to raise children, cook, bake, volunteer and still find time to write fabulous blogs and connect with readers.  I am clearly not one of those Supermoms.  As evidenced by my complete lack of photo evidence of our vacation in August last year, I am terrible at living in the moment and documenting it for posterity.  This year, I resolve to work on that.  I will work on making a better effort to fitting more in and, if I am going to blog, making it a priority and actually doing it, although time is certainly not going to become easier to find (more on that in a minute).

When last I left you, we were looking forward to spring and all of the fun and craziness it brings. I was about 30 pounds and 3(ish) months into a 6 month competition to kick start a healthier and happier new life.  I was looking for a 5k to run with some friends and was staring down the barrel of running my very first 5k. Well, to bring you all up to date, by the time our competition finished in July, I had completed my first 5k (which would have been much easier if I had realized that the tires on my jogging stroller were mostly flat, prior to starting… duh), I was down 60 pounds and I won the prize money.  Oh, and I donated my hair (sooo much hair) to Locks of Love and had a fun new cut for summer, after years of keeping my hair ridiculously long.  I was looking forward to the Electric Run 5k that we had signed up for, but never made it, due to some complications in an unexpected side effect of my weight loss.  Apparently, when you work toward getting healthy, not only are obvious health issues remedied, but things that hadn’t been working quite right, due to extra pounds, start to work right again.  In June, we found out that we were going to make our already crowded happy home even more so.  We are currently 4 weeks from welcoming little Miss E!  The husband and big brothers H and L are super excited to meet her and I am so looking forward to all of the pink and flowers and frills that will soon be filling our days. 
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Alright, now that I’ve gotten my excuses apologies out of the way, and we’ve sort of caught up, let’s get on with what you can expect.  I’ve been crocheting a lot of hats lately, for Miss E and the boys and also for friends and family.  Much of my crocheting is done like my cooking and baking, in that I have a general idea (or recipe or pattern) and then just sort of branch out and improvise from that starting point.  I’m going to start sharing some of these recipes and patterns with you, starting with a lightened up variation of a soup recipe from a cookbook of 400 different soup recipes that I received from my brother and sister-in-law for Christmas.  H picked out the soup that he wanted for dinner last night and we went from there.  Part of the reason that this soup got a lighter makeover may or may not be because I sent the husband to the grocery store and his attention to details, as they pertain to specific ingredients, isn’t always his top priority.  Oh well, he saved us all some calories and allowed us to feel like we were indulging in an incredibly decadent dish that wasn’t as bad for us as it tasted like it should be.

Asparagus Soup with Crab

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2 tablespoons butter
3 to 3 1/2 pounds asparagus, woody ends removed, cut into 1 inch pieces
Salt and pepper to taste
1/2 tablespoon garlic powder (or 2 cloves fresh garlic grated or crushed)
1/2 tablespoon onion powder (or 1/2 cup onion chopped)
6 1/2 cups low sodium, fat free chicken broth
2-3 tablespoons water
2 tablespoons cornstarch
1/2 cup light cream (can substitute milk to lighten up more)
6-7 ounces crab meat

In large pot, melt your butter and add asparagus, garlic and onion and seasoning. Cook for 3-5 minutes, until bright green but not browned.  Add chicken broth and bring to boil over medium high heat, simmer for 5-7 minutes longer (asparagus should be tender but still have a bit of snap).  Remove 1/4 to 1/3 cup of asparagus to use for garnish when serving.  Continue to simmer an additional 15-20 minutes or until all asparagus is soft tender. 

In batches, puree in blender (or food processor) until smooth and return to pot.  Bring back to simmer and combine water and cornstarch in a separate cup.  Whisk cornstarch mixture into soup and stir in cream. 

Ladle soup into bowls and garnish with a few ounces of crab meat and some of the reserved asparagus.  To brighten your soup up a bit, a little lemon juice can be drizzled prior to serving.

Enjoy!

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Thinking Spring… and Spaghetti Soup

Hey all, is it just me or does it feel like the past couple of weeks has stretched on FOREVER?! I have had a few annoyances over the past two weeks or so (minor, in the grand scheme of things) and have avoided coming here. I don’t want this to become a place where I vent my frustrations… isn’t that what Facebook is for? But, in all seriousness, I want this to continue to be a place where you can come to get a bit of inspiration, be it creative or otherwise.

I CANNOT WAIT FOR SPRING (to actually arrive)! I am looking forward to the warm weather and time outside, giving running a shot and playing with my crazy boys. I am looking forward H’s second year of t-ball and I am looking forward to softball for myself. Since the beginning of the year, I am down about 30 pounds and I am working very hard to lose a lot more. I owe my success to tracking my food (MyFitnessPal is a great free app to use for tracking) and also to my gym sessions, 2-3 hours 4 times a week. I have come to actually enjoy my time at the gym and I feel better after every Bootcamp, Cardio Kickboxing and Zumba class. That said, I am not a runner. I never have been. I’ve never claimed to be, nor would I. It bores me to even think about it. I do, however, love a challenge. In the case of running, I have decided to set forth a challenge for myself. I know that I can make it through a two hour workout, including an hour of non-stop cardio. Does that mean that I can run? Who the heck knows? My brother is convinced that my mixture of aerobic and anaerobic workouts will translate to a great base to start running. I think he severely underestimates just how terrible I could be at this. But, regardless, I have decided to give it my best shot. I had planned to run a 5K this summer and am still looking for the perfect one to sign up for, but my wonderful friend, Jen, has moved my timetable up. Thinking I had a couple of months to prepare, I haven’t really gotten out to run much because the weather has been miserable, but now I’ve signed up to run one on April 14th! That’s in 2 1/2 weeks! I must be out of my mind!

As for the 5K for the summer, a few friends suggested a “Zombie Run”, which would alleviate the problem of being bored while I run. Sadly, it would probably also result in the punching of zombies and my possible arrest. Now, I’m not a violent person, but I have very strong fight or flight reactions and if someone is running at me, I will stay and fight until I know that they will not be running after me and I can make a safe getaway. That does not bode well for the actors playing zombies or for my desire to not have an arrest record. My brothers (yes, both of my brothers in separate conversations) had serious thoughts of running the Tough Mudder with me. I love them both for their confidence in me, but I do not share such a confidence at this stage of the game. I am not getting myself healthy to go ahead and die right out of the gate. I will see how the running thing goes first and perhaps next year I will give the Mudder some serious thought. What’s a girl to do when she wants to tackle a new challenge but doesn’t want to wreck her new found confidence just yet? Like most important questions in life that no one asked to be answered, I found my answer on Facebook. A few people on my Friends list had “liked” the “Color Me Rad 5K” and some the “Color Run“. They’re both basically the same, but I suppose the Color Run is more well known (so registration closed just about the time that it opened). Just when I had settled on registering for “Color Me Rad”, registration for that filled up too. Drats! What now? Well, I am beginning to have a fonder feeling toward Facebook’s “sponsored” and “suggested” posts. Last night, they pointed me in the direction of the Electric Run which sounds awesome! On top of the amazing light show, it is also in the dark, which means people will be less able to see my beet red face. That is an all around win, I’d say! Now, as soon as I manage to get a response from the coordinators as to why their website is being sill y an won’t let me register we’ll be in business.

*UPDATE*- Just registered for the Electric Run! My husband and a few friends will be running it too! I didn’t think I’d ever be excited about running… weird.

Spaghetti Soup

Spaghetti Soup

Now, as for this Spaghetti Soup. Changing eating habits is not easy. It can be downright awful sometimes. When my doctor mentioned cutting out carbs, at my last check-up, I’m fairly sure I laughed at her and politely declined. I mean, healthy is one thing, but cutting out an entire (and really enjoyable) food group? It might be fine for some, but I really can’t imagine life without pasta or bread. No crackers or pretzels? No thanks! I am (now) a firm believer in moderation. I make smarter choices when it comes to carbs, but I won’t cut them out completely. I try to find alternatives with higher fiber and protein but without sacrificing the taste because, if you’re going to find a sub-par and less than delicious alternative to choke down, what is the point? I can do whole wheat pasta occasionally but only in specific (usually heartier fall recipes where it would add an appropriate nutty flavor) recipes. I adore Ronzoni Smart Taste and Barilla White Fiber pasta. They are higher in fiber and protein than regular “white” pasta, but you’re never know that you’re not eating regular. Even better, if you turn your bowl of pasta into soup, it stretches it and lessens calories so you can feel like you’re eating a big bowl of pasta without the guilt.

After high school but before children, I lived with my grandmom for a couple of years. For a long time she was my “port in the storm”. I think of her often in March because she would have been 89 on the 25th and also because, with a maiden name of Flanigan, you know we celebrated St. Patty’s Day. She passed away when H was about 9 months old and while I’m glad that she had the chance to meet him and love him, I’m sad that he and L will never really know her. She was a pretty amazing woman and I was lucky to have her and to have the relationship that I did with her. I learned all of my kitchen skills from her and my mom and she also taught me to crochet. I think the reason that I love my mom and my aunts so much is because they are all so much like her. I mean, how can you belong to and be raised by someone that great without picking up some of that awesome?

As per usual, I digress. When I lived with my grandmom, she would often get a hankering for this or that. Sometimes it was ham and cabbage, others it was a nice steak with baked potatoes and vegetables (always fresh vegetables), and sometimes it was as simple as macaroni and stewed tomatoes. But I always remember her “Spaghetti”. It wasn’t a typical Italian sauce (she was Irish and married German, for goodness sake), but it was delicious. It always tasted fresh and bright , never greasy and like you’d need to run 25 miles just to get it off. Spaghetti wasn’t something that she made often or fed her kids when they were growing up because my grandpop wouldn’t eat it. There was a story about him serving during WWII, being in New York on leave and someone telling him he had to try a particular restaurant because they had the best pasta around. Long story short, he ate so much he got sick and wouldn’t touch the stuff again. So, it was something that she probably ate more after he passed than she did during their marriage on the occasional night that he wouldn’t be home for dinner.

When she first showed me how she made her sauce (never gravy; gravy is derived from meat drippings), I kept waiting for the “typical Italian seasonings, but they just never showed up and she also never got a box of spaghetti out. She always called pasta spaghetti, no matter the kind, with the exception of macaroni, which was always macaroni. It was basic, easy and delicious and would probably make an Italian woman cry. If you are a “gravy” purist, you may want to stop reading now, as you may be soon be shaking an angry fist at your screen in an attempt to tell me that this IS NOT real gravy. Of course it’s not, but you have been warned.

My grandmom had a way of dicing vegetables perfectly. I could never, ever get them quite as uniform and tidy as she managed but let’s just chalk it up to a lifetime of experience. She’d start with piles of onions and green peppers, perfectly diced. She would then put a little bit of oil in her pot and put her meat in to brown. After that went her onions and peppers, which would cook until tender and then went all of the tomatoes, diced, paste, sauce or any combination thereof. Cooking in my family was never about following recipes which is probably why, when I tried to give my brother our meatloaf recipe when he was in the Army, I may have left out some important things, like eggs. It’s easier to do and show than to tell when you’re taught this way. My grandmom never really used a lot of seasonings aside from salt and pepper, and her food was always amazing. She didn’t like a lot of “stuff” hiding the taste of the important flavors.

This is about as "Italian" as this is getting

This is about as “Italian” as this is getting

So, while I stayed true to the basic flavor of my grandmom’s sauce, I did throw in a little bit of garlic to kick it up a bit and you could always throw in some red pepper flakes if you like things a little spicier. The tomato paste helps to make this taste more like you’re eating a big bowl of pasta, rather than a bowl of soup. The flavor is amazing and is low enough in calories that you can top it with some Parmesan or some low fat mozzarella to bump up the protein and really finish it off. A Caesar salad* makes this a complete meal, well under 500 calories. There is no better comfort food than something that brings you back to one of your favorite places and people, and to be able to do it while you’re “dieting” is not always easy but is definitely worth it. And if you’re having people over who aren’t watching what they eat, they’ll never know the difference.

*This dressing is delicious and you won’t miss the hundreds of calories of regular Caesar dressing. I find it in the refrigerated produce section of our grocery store.

Spaghetti Soup

1 package Shadybrook Farms lean Sweet Italian sausage (casings removed)

3 cloves garlic, crushed or grated

3/4 c. sweet onion, diced

1 1/4 c. each red and green bell pepper

1 small can (10 oz) tomato paste*

1 large can crushed tomatoes*

1 box (6 packets) Herb-ox sodium free chicken broth*

8 cups water

1 box Barilla White Fiber shells (or any Ronzoni Smart Taste shape that strikes your fancy)

*You can certainly use whatever type of ingredients you want and if sodium is not a big concern for you, disregard this, but I always try to find low sodium tomatoes and broth and season to our taste.

Start the way my Grandmom would, in a non-stick pot, put your sausage in to brown, with your garlic. As the sausage is cooking, break it up so it will spread evenly through your soup. Once your sausage is browned, add your onions and peppers and let them cook until tender.

Looks good already, doesn't it?

Looks good already, doesn’t it?

Once your sausage and veggies are good to go, add in your can of tomato paste and mix in until thoroughly coated. Add your can of tomatoes and add your chicken stock packets to your water and then pour in. Meanwhile, in a separate pot, boil water to cook your pasta. Cooking it separately and adding it to the finished soup will help you to avoid ending up with under or overcooked pasta (unless that is your thing, which is completely fine). Once the pasta is finished, throw it into your big pot o’ soup and enjoy with a little cheese on top.

The soup makes about 12 servings and each serving has 219 calories, 5 grams of fat, 6 grams of fiber and 14 grams of protein.

Now, I am off to take two little boys in (handmade) bowties (more about them next week) to see a bunny. Let the craziness of Easter weekend commence. If you’re celebrating this weekend, be it the faith, food or family of it, enjoy and I’ll see you back here next week! Happy Easter!

H, in his pre-final revision Easter finery

H, in his pre-final revision Easter finery

Baby Bunny L says, "Happy Easter!"

Baby Bunny L says, “Happy Easter!”

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Totally losing it…

Half of me, that is. Back in January 2011, the husband and I decided to place little wager to see who could lose more weight. Fast forward one month (I was leading, by the way) and we found out I was pregnant with L. After trying for over 3 years to have another baby after H, all thoughts of weight loss were gone and replaced with happiness and plans for our expanding family. Skip ahead two years and we have our two gorgeous, happy, healthy boys and a not so happy and healthy mama. That’s not to say that I hadn’t been keeping healthy things in the house or doing Zumba a few times a week over that time. I had and I was, but I let all of the things that I had to do (or felt like I had to do) trump what I NEED to do, which is to get myself in shape and be a healthy and strong example for my boys.

Forever after referred to as  "before" picture

Forever after referred to as “before” picture

So, last month, the husband and I resurrected our friendly bet and made plans to start again. While spending time with Jen, one of my best friends (and L’s supremely amazing godmother) on New Year’s day, I mentioned our rekindled attempt to get healthy that we’d be kicking off in a few days.  She said it sounded like something that her and her dad and sister might want to do and that she had done something similar, but on a bigger scale, at work.  The husband and I had originally said that we’d each put up $50 and the person who lost the most weight would get the money.  When Jen mentioned her interest, I dropped the amount to $25 and it just snowballed from there.  I posted about what we were doing on facebook and invited any friends or family who had a few (or more) pounds to lose to come and join us and Jen did the same.  Jen and I made some ground rules ( you know, no chopping off of limbs in order to take off a quick 15 pounds, stuff like that) and by the time we had our first official weigh-in, the following Monday, we had 21 people participating and a Grand Prize of $500.  Talk about extra motivation…

A little motivation

A little motivation

We’ve had three weigh-ins since then and as a group, we’ve lost over 150 pounds.  I have lost over 20 and am feeling better than I have in a long time.  That’s not to say that it’s not a challenge and that I haven’t had days where I struggle to make time for everything or that I don’t wish that I could eat what everyone else is eating when we’re not at home.  I would be lying if I said that I could do this all on my own.  Clearly if that were the case, I would have done this quite some time ago.  But it has been getting a little bit easier every day and in 4 1/2 months, when this ends, it will have been worth it.  You know the old saying “Charity begins at home”?  Well, so does change.  I made a commitment to myself that I am not willing to break and that, as well as getting healthy for my boys, is what has kept me going.  I WILL be going to the gym 4 days a week and I will be doing some combination of Bootcamp or Cardio Kickboxing and Zumba for 2 hours.  I WILL stay within a specific number of calories, while eating a well-balanced diet.  I WILL make sure that my children know the importance of being healthy and of feeling good about yourself.

My biggest motivation

My biggest motivation

I also have the support of the people who are in this competition with me.  Somewhere along the way, this group of people has morphed from my competition, to some of my strongest supporters.  After setting our rules and committing to do this, I started a group on facebook and there, we can celebrate out successes and seek encouragement or that extra push when we need it.  Some of us have posted about workouts or what we ate, to keep ourselves accountable and stay on target, and sometimes it’s just something we have seen that motivated us or that we think will help motivate others.  It’s not like the things you see on The Biggest Loser, with backbiting and alliances.  It’s just a bunch of people who needed a little extra push to make them work a little harder and stay on the path that they may have tried before but couldn’t quite stick with.  Some days, when I think I might not have what it takes, I think about them, and I decide that, while I may want an extra hour of sleep on Saturday morning or to have dinner or dessert that I know I shouldn’t have, I started this and I need to see it through to the end and to a healthier life.

Plus, $500 would be really nice to buy some new clothes when mine don’t fit anymore.

And now, for something you’ll really enjoy…

Crustless Spinach, Onion and Feta Quiche

Crustless Spinach, Onion and Feta Quiche

We tried this recipe a few days into our endeavor and everyone in our house LOVED it.  H cleared his plate and L ate all of his and then some of mine.  Rave reviews all around and it looks as good as it tastes, all while being relatively fast and easy.  Click the picture or here for the recipe from Spark People!  Enjoy!

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Keeping us in stitches…

We’ve had quite a week here. Everything was going just swimmingly, when L decided that he was going to fight with a wrought iron shelf. He was not the victor and Thursday night, we took a trip to the Emergency Room, where he screamed like he was being murdered  charmed every one of the nurses got 5 stitches.  I was doing some dishes when he had his run-in with the big bad shelf and since I have definitely had my fair share of being a klutz injuries, I know that any wounds to the head or face are going to bleed… a lot.  Since we already had H in bed, we called my brother to come and sit with him while we took the tiny brute to get checked out.  At the hospital they must have asked 15 times to explain what happened and I kept telling them about the shelf shaking and subsequent bowl that bonked his little bean.  In 5 1/2 years of H’s “Watch this!” daredevil antics, we have never had to take a trip to the ER but in less that 18 months, L managed to damage himself beyond what Mommy could fix.  Fear not, for L was back to scaling chairs and tables the very next morning and hasn’t stopped since.  Ah, the joys of being a parent.

Enjoying dinner Friday, none the worse for his wear

Enjoying dinner Friday, none the worse for his wear

The rest of the week was relatively normal.  Applesauce, soup, a few projects, you know, the usual.  Since I am hard at work to take off the weight that I’ve put on over the past few years, I have been looking for ways to lighten up recipes that I really like.  While I definitely feel much better when I’m eating good things and working out, eating healthfully can be pretty boring and isolating sometimes.  I just can’t do steamed chicken or fish, brown rice and steamed veggies all the time.  I seem to have found a reserve of willpower that I’ve never before tapped into, but that is just too much.  I would have given up weeks ago if that is how I had to eat all of the time.  So, while my ways in the kitchen have definitely helped me put the weight on, now I am going to use them to help me take it off.  My mom, as of late, has been making a really good and very light Minestrone soup.  It has lots of veggies and a little bit of pasta.  A big crowd pleaser that I’m known for is my Spinach Tortellini Soup but tortellini are not exactly figure friendly.   This recipe is sort of a hybrid of those two.   One of the nice things about soup is that you can adjust, very easily, depending on tastes.  I like a lot of vegetables in mine but figured the kids may want a little more pasta, so I doubled the tiny alphabet pasta the other night.  Even with the extra pasta this soup is only 157 calories per serving!

Very Veggie Minestrone (serves 8)

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Look at all of those delicious, bright vegetables

1 teaspoon oil

1 cup carrots, chopped

1 cup onions, diced

garlic, grated (to taste, I used about 3 cloves)

2 1/2 cups zucchini, sliced

1 large can diced tomatoes, low sodium or no salt added

6 cups chicken broth, low sodium

1 (14.5 ounce) can cannellini beans, well rinsed

10.5 ounce package baby spinach

2/3 cup small pasta (orzo, tiny alphabet, stars, ditallini)

Coat the bottom of a large pot with your oil.  Over medium heat, start your garlic, onions and carrots.  Cover and cook, stirring occasionally, for about 10 minutes.  Add zucchini and diced tomatoes and cook for another 5-10 minutes.  Add in your chicken broth, and cannellini beans and cook until your carrots are tender.  About 10 minutes before serving, throw in your spinach and pasta and continue to simmer until pasta are cooked and spinach has wilted.  Each serving has 157 calories, 1.3 grams of fat, 5.5 grams of fiber and 7.6 grams of protein.  For an extra 20 calories, serve with 1 tablespoon of Parmesan cheese.

I think tonight’s dinner will be some sort of soup with turkey sausage but inspiration hasn’t struck quite yet, but I’ll be sure to let you know what I come up with.  I hope you all have a great (and injury free) week!

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Let’s Jump In

I “started” this blog months ago, and have not published a word.  That’s not to say that I haven’t thought about writing something. Between the time I came up with a name and actually came to WordPress and now, I must have cooked or baked hundreds of meals and treats, done dozens of crafts, made loads of gifts, crocheted more than a few hats and told numerous stories of the “out of the mouths of babes” variety. Most days didn’t pass without some sort of fleeting thought about writing about what we did, what was made, what was said. The biggest thing holding me back were those ever present (and annoying) thoughts in the back of my mind of, “What if no one reads what I wrote? Do I really have anything to say that is worth reading?”

Me and my boys, atop Currituck Beach Lighthouse, NC (the husband is a little afraid of heights)

Me and my boys, atop Currituck Beach Lighthouse, NC (the husband is a little afraid of heights)

So, what has changed, you ask? Well, I have, for one. I have been making big changes to move toward a happier life. I have come to realize that no matter what I do for my children, what I make for them, how I treat them, if I don’t give them an example of a healthy and happy life, then I will not have done the best job that I can for them. The biggest part of my goals for a healthier and happier life is really about taking the time that I need. I have always been so worried about what everyone else needs that it became all too easy to say, “Forget about the gym, there is just too much to do.” No matter how much you love your children, if you don’t love yourself enough for them to see that and take notice, you are doing them a disservice.

The husband and I (out without children, no less)

The husband and I (out without children, no less)

Another reason that I have finally started to jot a few things down, here and there, is that I follow quite a few (mostly ladies) who blog, and while I love what all of them do and write about, most are very specific to topic. I follow ladies who cook, some who bake, people on weight loss journeys, mommies who are trying to navigate through parenthood and some pretty crafty dames. As my name says, I tend to “do it all”. I love to cook for my family and friends, baking is one of the ways that I show love, I usually have some sort of craft project with or for the kids in the works, as well as a crocheting piece or six, my children are the joys of my life or the bane of my existence, depending on when you catch me, and now, I will be adjusting most parts of my life to accommodate the goals that I have set to get healthy.  You may come for a recipe or craft, but you’ll find yourself enamored with my boys and just may stay for a story or two (they are quite adept at drawing you in).

H, the happy elf

H, the happy elf

Perhaps one of the biggest reasons that I have decided to just jump in is that, despite my nagging feeling of no one ever reading any of this, perhaps one day, someone who needs an idea or a laugh or maybe some inspiration,creative or otherwise, will stumble upon my little corner of the internet and will get exactly what they were looking for. If I can reach even one person and make them smile or brighten their day, then I’ve reached one more than I would have if I never tried. Trust me, I will never claim to have all of the answers, always do things right, or even know where I’m going from minute to minute, but I do know that everyone: every mom, friend, sibling, daughter, wife, crafter, cook or “Cupcake Wars” contestant wannabe wants to master every endeavor they try their hand at. Trust me, very few of us will ever “get it right” and that’s totally fine. The only times you’ll ever completely fail are the times that you don’t ever try

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L, who never got the memo that he was supposed to be the quiet one

So, here it is, an incredibly boring first blog. I promise that I’ll spend the next few days posting about more interesting topics, crafts, meals and the like, so you can get to know me and what our life is about. As for now, I have to go make some clever Valentines for a class of kindergarteners who probably won’t be able to read or “get” the pun that is intended, but I’ll have pictures so my son may laugh about it… some day.

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H’s first ever Valentine box, which I don’t think he’s old enough for, but his birth certificate disagrees

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