“Health Balls,” yes that is their name, but they are yummy, and the kids like them too.
INGREDIENTS
1/2 cup peanut butter
1/4 cup to 1/2 cup honey
1/4 cup raisins
1 tsp. whole wheat flour
2 tsp. bran
1 cup rolled oats
1 TBSP oil
1 tsp. vanilla
DIRECTIONS
~Mix together, roll in ball shape, can coat with chopped nuts, sunflower seeds. or coconut. Refrigerate.
“Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time. ”
— Steven Wright
“the task of avoiding ecological disaster may seem hopeless, and some environmental scientists have, quietly, concluded that it is. But Americans are notoriously reluctant to surrender their fates to the impersonal outcomes of an equation. One by one—and together, in state and local governments and even giant corporations—they are attempting to wrest the future from the dotted lines on the graphs that point to catastrophe. The richest country in the world is also the one with the most to lose.”
A really great article from Newsweek about why going green is a trend among all Americans, Liberals, Republicans, and Religious. This article explains the whys behind this necessary trend.
I love the Brennan Manning books that I have read. He speaks to those that know they are not perfect, and that yearn to know the love and trust of Jesus more deeply. I am reading his devotional now, and nearly every day there is something that jumps out to me. This is my second time through it, and there is still just so much wisdom you can get from his words.
~Here is an excerpt of one of the points that rings in my ears.
” Here is the essence of perfect sincerity in conduct- to care for nothing but God’s judgment on our actions; not to vary our attitude to suit the company we are in, not to hold one opinion when alone and adopt another in conversation, but to speak and act as in the sight of God who can read our inmost thoughts. Sincerity means trying to make the outward man more and more like the inner man, by simply being true to one-self, so that no human respect can make us false.”
*Question: Do you think that being sincere with yourself, and with others, being able to be totally consistent and transparent, takes confidence or comfort?
…or plagues as it may seem.
1. My oldest son just finished his antibiotics for his ear infection
2. My 2 year old just got over his stomach-diareah thing
3. My husband has Strep throat
4. My baby has a virus that causes pink eye and a rash
5. I have strep throat, a stomach thing, and my eyes and ears hurt.
6. My older two have not had the strep or pink eye virus thing… uh oh….
We’ve been confined to our house since Thursday. I’ve only escaped to the drug store and the doctor a few times. My kids are going stir crazy. We’ve played every board game in the house, colored lots of pictures, and since I’m not feeling well, (not thinking straight) I accidentally bought some “moon sand,” instead of play dough and it is very very very messy. Like wet sand. So don’t buy that. I also had to dig through my box of “non green” cleaners, sprayed my house with lysol, and have been wearing gloves and a mask while cooking. I may be becoming a germaphobe, I don’t know…. but I am staying positive by telling myself that we are just gearing up our immune systems for the coming school year, maybe, right?
~Pray for us, and stay away from us until all these antibiotics take effect…..
~If you were to write your child a letter for them to read in the future, what topic would you choose? I’ve heard of some moms writing their child a letter every year of their birthday and giving it to them when they turn 18. I’ve heard of parents writing their un-born babies letters, for them to read at some point.
I just read through a collection of letters written from parents to their children. Some were sweet, some were funny, and they were all unique. Some of the titles were,
~”To be read on your wedding day,” “To be read when you realize that I do not know everything or, more specifically, on the first day of your college philosophy class,” “To be read when you first dent the car,” “To be read on your first day of work.”
Since reading them, I’ve been contemplating writing my boys a letter, but am still mulling over the topic and time I want them to read them, or bit of random wisdom I think they should know. What would you, or have you written to your children?
Blue is 5!
~The first thing he asked me, and Brody, and most people he saw that day was, “Pick me up…..am I heavier?” He’s a big boy now, not 4 anymore, he likes to remind me.
(His interview)
As a 5 year old, he likes:
~the color green
~light sabers
Favorite thing of being 5… “no more nap!”
Things that help him grow:
“eating veggies, picking up things, and lotion.”
~I don’t know about your kids, but my son screams like crazy if we try to remove a splinter. It scares him, hurts him, and he hates it. I had the doctor do it last time, and it took three of us to hold him, and I am not sure it was worth the $150 dollar “in office surgery fee.”
I found this way that may work for some not so deeply embedded splinters.
1. Wash area with soap and water
2. Apply some white glue over splinter opening and let dry.
3. Peel off, and most splinters will come out with the dried glue.
4. Apply some antibiotic ointment, and a band aid if needed. Then they’re off to play without feeling traumatized.
Ingredients
Makes 10 ice pops
3 to 4 ripe bananas (1 pound)
1 1/2 cups yogurt
3 tablespoons sugar
Juice of 1/2 lemon
1 cup fresh blueberries
Directions
In the bowl of a food processor, puree bananas until smooth. Add yogurt, sugar, and lemon juice; pulse to combine. Remove half of the yogurt mixture; set aside.
Add blueberries to processor, and pulse until just combined. Layer blueberry and reserved yogurt mixtures into ten 1/3 cup ice-pop molds. Using a wooden skewer, swirl the two flavors together. Insert ice-pop sticks. Transfer to freezer until frozen, about 8 hours
Dip molds quickly in hot water to unmold.
(From Martha Stewart FOOD magazine.)
“Every survival kit should include a sense of humor. “
— Author Unknown
~ I am a lazy launder-ress apparently, who doesn’t like to check pockets before throwing clothes into the laundry. Normally that doesn’t matter, except for the occasional tissue or chap stick that gets left. Today, about 2 minutes after I threw in my husbands recently removed jeans, he came running in asking,
~”My jeans aren’t in there are they?”
~”Uh… one of your pair of jeans are…”
~”Yeah, my ticket, my rental car and gas reciept are in my pocket… “
We quickly stopped the machine, fished out the jeans and carefully unfolded the sopping wet, very important pieces of paper out of his jeans. Thankfully I have a husband, who has a good sense of humor and thinks it’s funny that he’s got to send in his crumpled, barely readable ticket, and was okay with me laughing through the whole ordeal. I think I may start checking pockets from now on though.
