Sunday, March 31

Happy Easter!

It's been a busy week. Well, a busy month. Really, a busy year. We're still trying to lead a quiet yet joyful life in Boston. The boys keep us incredibly busy, but thankful. I wanted to share some photos from this Easter week, as well as some of our favorite Easter traditions.

For the first time this year, we dyed brown eggs. We get almost all of our eggs from Stillman's at the Turkey Farm, and about 95% of them are brown. (The others are pale blue.) In past years, we've gone out and bought disgusting white grocery store eggs just to dye for Easter. But, this year, Kate Stillman forwarded us an email with instructions on how to dye brown eggs. I'm so glad that she did! The results were beautiful! And, we didn't have to buy anything at the store.





You can see in the background of one of the egg photos above another one of our favorite Easter traditions: wheat grass! My good friend Kara gets the credit here. Many years ago, she shared this tradition with us, and we've been planting wheat grass every Spring since then. Wheat grass can be planted in any shallow pot or dish. You can even line an Easer basket with aluminum foil and plant it there for REAL Easter grass. The amazing thing about wheat grass, and what makes it so perfect for little people, is that it is 100% natural and non toxic, plus it grows about an inch a day! To plant wheat grass, you just need to buy wheat berries, and plant them. I buy them in the bulk section at Whole Foods, but I have also seen them packaged like rice or barley in the grains/beans aisle. They only need a small amount of dirt, and you want to make sure that you leave some room between the top of the soil and the top of the pot, because the wheat grass will push a lot of dirt up as it sprouts. If you were to let it grow, you'd have full grown wheat after several months. We usually toss it out after a few weeks, and then plant some more! You can also use the same wheat berries to make homemade sprouted wheat bread, which we tried for the first time this year, with delicious results.

Here are some photos of our wheat grass. To show just how (visibly) fast it grows, I took pictures of the same grass on Saturday morning, and then again on Sunday afternoon. The four small brown pots were planted 8 days ago. The flat pan was planted on Wednesday. (It comes up faster in the shallow pan because the top layer of soil, where the seeds are, stays moister.)






The last Easter tradition what I wanted to share is what we use in our baskets: silks. When Jack was not even 1, I bought that plastic Easter grass that they sell in every store, and that I always had as a kid. It ended up all over the house, and it was impossible to keep out of Jack's mouth. I felt like I found small pieces of it for at least 6 months after Easter. I knew I never wanted to buy that stuff again, but I wasn't sure what to use as a replacement. I think this inspiration may have also come from my friend Kara, but we started using brightly colored silks from Sarah's Silks. We have them in at least a dozen colors. The first few years, the Easter Bunny would bring a new silk for the boys in their baskets. Now, the boys pick one to leave out in their basket each Easter Eve. I love that there's no mess, and that they kids have an open-ended play item to use all year. (They make great dress up pieces, ropes, fort toppers, magician's accessories, capes, and more!)


We had the pleasure of celebrating a friend's wedding in addition to Easter this year, so we had double the fun. Amidst our busy days, this Easter week was a great reminder to me of one of my most cherished beliefs, borrowed from a Katrina Kenison's quote, "I strive to keep my garden small, but tend it well." It's often hard to turn down opportunities to participate in countless Easter egg hunts, stuff the kids' basket with too much candy, or try to do every craft and activity imaginable. I tried to pick just one or two things that we all enjoy and make a simple Easter tradition our of them. Then, I made sure to sit back and enjoy the week, the day, and the beginning of the Spring season with the boys. I hope that you were able to do the same.




Wednesday, June 20

Poetry

A few months back, Jack's 4th grade class did a poetry unit. His teacher said that, quite unexpectedly, this brought out a side of Jack that she had never seen before. He dove into the writing assignments, producing poem after poem, excited about writing like he never had been before. She encourage him to collect a few of his favorites, and to bind them into a book for us to enjoy as well. Here are a few from his anthology!

THE FIGURE SKATER
By: John Bruntrager

She stepped out onto the ice
Twirling and twisting she went
She looked glorious!
She danced
She looked so fragile
Dancing so carefully
Bam!
She crashed
Out on a stretcher she went
So gracefully!

WINTER ROCKS
By: John Bruntrager

Hot chocolate
Lots of sledding
It's Christmas time
Warmer bedding

Warm apple cider
Ice skating
Winter vacation
Figure 8-ing

Covered up
From head to toes
Getting presents
Runny nose

There are good things
And bad things too
Sleepy owl
Calling "Hoo"

Falling snow
And Christmas trees
Christmas shopping
No more bees

All is tranquil
Frozen locks
Woolen hats
Winter rocks!

THE POLE OF POETRY
By: John Bruntrager

In the land of nowhere
Filled with toe hair
There is a pole.

It's never been found
But it's somewhere around
And it really plays its roll.

It stops great poets
And we've got things to show it
It acts like a nasty troll

It stops them from writing
And seeing and biting
It's like a poet's toll.

But it never opens
Even if you hope it
It's like a trouble hole.


INTRUDER ALERT
By: John Bruntrager

"Intruder alert!"
"Intruder alert!"
The emergency loudspeaker calls
The siren whails
Evildoers crowd in
Children run in all directions
The school is being invaded!
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
A bed
A chair
A desk
A toybox
A dream!




Monday, April 23

Lard and Locking Horns

I read a book called Real Food, which left me eager to make my own lard. I finally squeezed it into my schedule today. It was very easy. The prep work was a bit messy and challenging (because I had so much lard that I had to do it in several batches,) but the actual cooking or rendering of the lard was quick and easy. And the results were beautiful! I've been searching for some healthy alternatives for Elliot and Jack (who still have allergies to milk protein,) to use in cooking. I found coconut oil, which is delicious and amazing for baking, but I was still searching for something healthy and heat-tolerant to substitute for butter in the frying pan. Homemade (totally unhydrogenated) lard it is! I can't wait to try it out tomorrow on Jack's daily two fried egg breakfast! Here are some pictures of my handy work. And, if you're thinking, "lard? Did she say lard is healthy?" please do some reading. The last few decades have not been kind to fats. Our diets and bodies have suffered. Here are two great articles, here and here. And, if you're thinking, "Wow! I want to try making my own lard!" there are tons of great articles with how to info on the internet (or in Real Food.) Try it!












Now that I've shared some of what went on IN my kitchen today, I thought I'd share some of what went out right OUTSIDE of my kitchen as well. Much to my dismay, it goes on all over my house every day. It's hard to describe to people who don't have several boys living in their house. I find it both charming and revolting, often at the same time. All four boys participate in it willingly, and cry if you make them stop (although Mattie is clearly the biggest fan and primary instigator.) I try to put up with it as long as I can, but since it rarely ends well, sooner or later, I put a stop to it.















Seen enough? If not, I will post some video footage on Facebook soon... Good night!

Friday, December 16

Quote of the Day

Mattie has had so many good ones lately, but here are two from today:

Mattie: I'm so lucky! You want to know why?
Cassie (our babysitter): Yes, why?
Mattie: Because one time, my dad opened the door on the top of the potty, and I got to see where the water goes inside!

It's just amazing the things that wow them. And the things that don't.

Earlier today I had the following conversation with him:

(Upon examining the baby crib where he and Theo slept as infants, and which we have always referred to as the "nest"...)
Mattie: You just have this out just in case, right?
Mama: In case of what?
Mattie: Because you're probably going to lay another egg in there soon, right?
Mama: Do you think so?
Mattie: Yeah, because you're pretty big, and I think another egg is going to need to come out soon.

And with that, he ran off, before I even had time to explain that I don't lay eggs!

Wednesday, October 19

A new season

And just like that, the summer went by in the blink of an eye. September came; school started. Two weeks later, the rink opened. Once again we’re back in the school and hockey groove. It’s been a while since I’ve posted, but one of my last posts in the Spring talked about my love-hate relationship with hockey. It’s still going strong. I hate the fact that we spend so many hours at the rink. I love watching my kids play. I hate making lunch at breakfast, dinner at lunch, serving it up at 3:30, only to finally get home at 8:30 at night and hear, “I'm hungry. What can I have?” I love that my kids are great at something I can’t even do. I hate the smell of everything that comes out of their hockey bags. I love sitting in the warm waiting room with all of the other hockey parents. I hate having to bark at the kids 100 times to put down their hockey sticks and do their homework. I love letting the little ones run around and play freely with the other hockey siblings. I hate when my kids cry because I won’t buy them candy from the snack bar. I love cheering their team on. I hate feeling like I’m never home on nights or weekends. I love holding Theo up, face pressed against the plexi-glass, to watch the zamboni smooth out the ice. I hate trying to get everyone out the door and in the car on time for practice. I love shopping for hockey equipment with the boys. I hate that we get home so late, so often, that I don’t get to read bedtime stories to the kids. I love the camaraderie they have from playing and loving hockey. Need I say more?
Despite my ambiguity about our commitment, one thing is crystal clear. The boys love to play. Elliot has been playing goalie again for his team (he also plays out of goal maybe 50% of the time.) I have some fantastic footage of him playing both in and out of goal. Jack, who had a tough season last year moving up to the next age division, got out on the ice this year, and scored the first goal, in the first game of the season, for his team. What a motivator! Both of their teams won the title in the Mayor's Cup last weekend, for their respective age divisions. Jack's team was undefeated in the tournament. Elliot's team lost their first game to their rival, won all their subsequent games, then came back to beat the same team in a rematch in the finals. Both boys' teams finished their games tied, went into overtime, tied again, then had to go to penalty shots to decide the winner. Talk about exciting! Check them out:

Let's start with Elliot in goal...



Making a glove save.






After making a diving stop.



Some video shot from the finals at the Mayor's Cup last weekend. Elliot catches the puck in his glove, again!



And here is another video of Elliot, from a game two weeks ago, when he was awarded a penalty shot during a game.


And, now it's Jack's turn.








Thursday, June 23

A Big Week

We had an unusual run of accomplishments last week. Mattie learned to ride Elliot's old bike, without training wheels. Jack hit a grand slam in his baseball game. Elliot won the second grade bilingual spelling bee. What a week!


Wednesday, June 1

Quote of the Day

Elliot: If I got to build one thing in my life, do you know what it would be?
Me: No, what?
Elliot: A money dispenser!
Me: (Surprised pause.)
Elliot: I got that idea from a licorice dispenser on Phineas and Ferb.

Wednesday, May 25

Quotations



I have quotes hanging up all over our house. I collected them. I typed them in pretty fonts, printed them out and laminated them. I read many of them every day. Beyond that, I don't really think about them much. But, they are something that everyone else who comes into our house notices and comments on right away. Our ten year old female neighbor even lamented (with a sigh) one day, that her house doesn't have any quotes at all. Besides the ones that are hanging, I've collected many more. Sometimes I swap them out, just to surprise the kids. It started when a read a book a few years ago. (I'm a total sucker for books about any stay at home mother who has more children than I do!) The author said that she collected quotes that inspired her, so I started doing the same thing. I've actually loved collecting quotes since I was a teenager. I'm not sure if anyone I know as an adult knows this (not even Ted,) but I used to share quotes with a girlfriend in high school. We collected them, wrote them in a folded up, loose-leaf paper note, and delivered them to each other many days. We kept it up from junior high into high school.

The quotes I have around the house fall into all different catgories; some are clearly meant for the kids, others for me. But, they all have one thing in common. They embody the messages that I hope my children with take with them when they leave this home. Since so many people have asked for my list, I'm sharing it here. Happy reading!




Many hands make light work.
The real magic wand is the child’s own mind.
-Jose Ortega y Gasset
When we feel grateful, we feel full - full of love, full of inspiration, full of ideas and full of creative spirit.
Logic will get you from A to B. 
Imagination will take your everywhere.
-Albert Einstein
If we did the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves.
-Thomas Edison
In dwelling, live close to the ground. 
In thinking, keep it to the simple. 
In conflict, be fair and generous. 
In governing, don’t try to control. 
In work, do what you enjoy. 
In family life, be completely present.
-Tao Te Ching
Earth, we thank you for this food,
For rest and home and all things good,
For wind and rain and sun above,
But most of all for those we love.
The child must know that he is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn’t been, and until the end of the world there will not be, another child like him.
-Pablo Casals
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.
-Pablo Picasso
There is enough on earth for everybody’s need, but not enough for everybody’s greed.
-Mahatma Gandhi
If we are peaceful, if we are happy, we can smile and blossom like a flower, and everyone in our family, our entire society, will benefit from our peace.
-Thich Nhat Hanh
Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
-Theodore Roosevelt
Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could only do a little.
-Edmund Burke
The least used words by an unselfish person are I, me, my, and mine.
Prayer does not cause faith to work; faith causes prayer to work.
Whether you think you can or you think you can’t, you’re right.

Men give advice; God gives guidance.
It doesn’t take strength to hold a grudge; it takes strength to let go of one.
Humility before God gives confidence before men.
Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth. 
1 John 3:18
An anxious word weighs man down, but a kind word cheers him up.
Proverbs 12:25
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again!
Lord, I trust in you!
Do small things with great love.
-Mother Teresa
If we are together nothing is impossible. 
If we are divided all will fail.
-Winston Churchill
You can’t save time, but you can invest it.
Listening to your heart,
finding out who you are
is not simple.
It takes time for the
chatter to quiet down.
In the silence of “not doing”
we begin to know what we feel.
If we listen and hear
what is being offered,
then anything in life
can be our guide.
Listen.
When I stop speeding through life, I find the joy in each day’s doings, in the life that cannot be bought, but only discovered, created, savored, and lived.
In stillness, we find our peace. 
Knowing peace at home, we bring peace into the world.
In simplicity there is freedom – 
freedom to do less and enjoy more.
Right now, I have everything I need. 
When I honor life’s gifts with my children, I teach them abundance and strengthen their faith that their own needs will be met.
Breathing in I calm my body.
Breathing out I smile.
Dwelling in the present moment, I know this is a wonderful moment.
-Thich Nhat Hanh
In order to listen, we must first be quiet.
Earth who gives to us this food, sun who makes it ripe and good, dearest earth and dearest sun, we’ll not forget what you have done. Blessings on our meal and each other. 
Amen.
At feasts, remember that you are entertaining two guests: body and soul. What you give to the body, you presently lose; what you give to the soul, you keep forever.
-Epictetus
Work is love made visible.
“Things” are easy to give. It is much harder to give ourselves.
Nothing is too small to be noticed, and once noticed, there is nothing that can’t also be extraordinary.-Elizabeth Spencer
Prayer for Little Children
From my head to my feet
I am the image of God.
From my heart to my hands
I feel the breath of God.
When I speak with my mouth
I follow God’s will.
When I behold God
Everywhere, in mother and father,
In all dear people,
In beast and flower,
In tree and stone,
Nothing brings fear,
But love to all
That is around me.
-Rudolph Steiner
How easy it is to find ourselves sprinkling droplets over a field, spreading ourselves too thin, giving without replenishing, accomplishing nothing of real value. And so I strive to keep my garden small, but to care for it joyfully and well. We bloom here.
-Katrina Kenison
Sometimes is seems, there are discernible changes overnight. The boy who meets my gaze at the breakfast table is not the same one whose cheek I kissed the night before. And even as I marvel at the latest incarnation, I grieve for yesterday’s child, already a memory. To love them is always to let them go, bit by bit, day after day.
-Katrina Kenison
Everything requires effort; the only thing you can accomplish without it is failure. 
Keep trying!
Give others a piece of your heart, not a piece of your mind.
The best way to show my gratitude to God is to accept everything, even my problems, with joy.
Wisdom is knowing what to do next; virtue is doing it!
I compared notes with one of my friends who expects everything of the universe... and I found that I begin at the other extreme, expecting nothing, and am always full of thanks for moderate goods.
We are not at peace with others because we are not at peace with ourselves, and we are not at peace with ourselves because we are not at peace with God. 

Forgiveness brings freedom.
The person who loses their conscience has nothing left worth keeping.
The generous man enriches himself by giving; the miser hoards himself poor.