It's halfway through the year ... and even with a break during Christmas, it doesn't take long to feel like I'm completely trapped with lunch-creativity LOL.
My children have no wheat, gluten or dairy sensitivities.
Here are a few ideas that I do for lunches:
Chocolate Zucchini Mini Muffins
Honey/Jam Rolls (tortillas spread with honey or jam, rolled and cut in two)
Soft Tacos (thermos for meat), small containers for tomatoes, cheese and avocado
Leftovers from dinner *grin*
Cubed kiwi fruit
Rice Krispie squares
Mandarin (cutie) oranges
Sticks and Stones (mini marshmallows + pretzel sticks)
Berries (in season)
Ok ... that's all.
Got any ideas? Would love to hear them!
Have a great one ...
22 January 2015
02 January 2015
If you're a FB friend, I have posted a couple of albums of our Christmas celebrations there. The holidays are FULL of family time -- with so many birthdays mixed in with the regular Christmas traditions our family shares. So no blogposts on them ...
But the other holiday tradition we have in our home, is hosting a NYE Party. We have done it for about a decade now ... with a group a close friends, a pot-luck fondue meal and a whole lot of laughing. This year was a little different, in that it was also my hubby's 40th bday.
Yes, his bday is on NYE - another big reason we celebrate. But our NYE gathering is never really a 'bday party' -- although this year, I did manage to sneak in a couple of bday-ish things.
Once the kids were fed and safely playing, the gang of 20 adults took a seat. And as usual, KW started off our dinner by belting out "Happy birthday" ... every. year.
A lot of our "usual" group of NYE-ers were away or had other plans. This meant we invited a lot of newbies this year and it worked out just perfectly. There were even people who had never even FONDUED before ... that's super fun to watch - people have a blast trying something that you already love to do.
The meal started with the always-necessary "hands-raised-prayer" ... gah. Why my B+W pics upload onto blogger in sepia tone, I'll never know. Not a fan of sepia ... but I sure love this pic LOL.
Kudos to my hubby for creating a seasonal addition onto our home deck ... a tent - equipped with heaters, Christmas lights and a borrowed-sound-system. It's the ONLY way we could ever seat this many people ...
One of the things that Lu had done at the party he had for me this year (Part One HERE ; Part Two HERE), was ask three friends to say a few nice words. For me, it was the highlight of the night, for sure. Having people you love say nice things? Who wouldn't want that?
So I did the same ... and the guys spoke such love and truth over Lu.
Then, some bday cake. I made Lu's favourite Coconut Cake with Coconut Cream-Cheese Frosting. My love language ... baking. HA!
Then, inside to clean up.
Then ... at around 11pm some guests needed to leave and get their kids in bed, while the rest of us headed inside and began the "Name Game". Special thanks to Ian + Danielle for heading that up ...
With just a few minutes to spare before the countdown, the kids came upstairs and joined us all in ringing in 2015.
And then? Some stayed, some called it a night ...
It was a great way to bring in the New Year - and I hope that whatever you did, whomever you were with, it brought you a whole lotta joy and smiles!! And here's to a 2015 worth remembering *grin*!
Have a great one! xx
17 December 2014
Is that even possible?
Did this even happen to us??
It's a strange thing to be on the other side of grief -- to be restored, to feel grateful for a journey that had left you broken and at times, unable to breathe.
But that's exactly where we are. Restored, and grateful.
We had never really planned on talking much about Shalom Hope - but as Mattias had already been born, and as it was a therapeutic process for us - he knew of her from the beginning. He was the one who told Josiah. And Josiah? Well, he told Katia. I remember that day clearly ... him sitting at the breakfast table, munching on food, telling Katia that she had a big sister in Heaven -- as her eyes grew big. She must've only been two. I couldn't stop it ... the words were said so quickly, so out-of-the-blue.
If anything, Katia expresses the most sadness about not having a big sister. Yet other times, she will talk about her sister-in-heaven with huge pride. Again - we hadn't planned on sharing Shalom's story with them until they were older ... but, we are hoping that the dialogue has been helpful. The kids like to ask questions about the experience every now and then.
Yesterday, Mattias asked if we could go see the Christmas Lights -- like we used to on Shalom's birthday. That kinda shocked me, to say the least. We haven't done that for years -- not even since Katia's been born, I think.
The tradition of Christmas Lights started the very day Shalom was born. I remember wanting to escape everything about our lives. For me, our home SCREAMED of the absence of our baby girl ... I needed to get out. And it was a beautiful night, with snow coming down. We packed up Mattias in a stroller, and walked around the neighbourhood. It was a beautiful escape.
We did that for years on December 17th.
And then ... at some point - it just felt ... strange. So we stopped.
But tonight, we will go as a family. We may or may not talk about Shalom. The kids may ask their typical questions ... how old would she be, which sibling she'd like the most, would she have long hair ... but it'll be a family night. It will be a good night - and hopefully the rain will hold off.
If you don't know our story ... if you're curious about our experience ... I'm posting link for you to head to. It was written years ago - and part of me wants to update it, as it wasn't exactly written the best. But - I'm going to leave it, as I vividly remember writing those words. It was so helpful for me.
Our story of Shalom Hope can be found HERE.
I'd like to close with the lyrics of a very old choir song. It was sung when I was a little girl, sleeping under the church pews. I was reminded of these words during a conversation this week ... it seems fitting, because I believe it is so true. It's called "Praise the Lord" by Russ Taff. If you've never heard it, well that' because it's an oldie for sure. I found a random version of it on Youtube, sung by Russ and the Gaither choir. It's hugely nostalgic for me , and I find that I turn into a 4 year old instantly when I close my eyes ... picking gum off the bottom of the pew *smile*.
You can watch and listen HERE to the song if you wish, but if you do -- please take those few moments and listen to the whole thing. It makes me cry every time ... the lyrics are absolute truth. I can testify to that.
29 September 2014
** as a little disclaimer - I'm not sure why these uploaded images look so different from the actual images. Their colouring is off - the black and whites look "sepia" and the clarity of some are poor. I've uploaded and reuploaded ... trying different sizes, different ways of getting them on the blog. Nothing's working ... so strange?? Maybe b/c I'm in NZ?? Dunno ... but - for now - this will have to do. xx **
At 230am New Zealand time, the airline steward woke me up to ask if I wanted "eggs" or "fruit" for breakfast. I looked out my window - it was definitely night. I stretched ... and ordered eggs.
An early breakfast, to say the least - but realizing that I would be landing in less than a few hours ... it kinda made sense.
I landed in Auckland, just before 5am. It was dark. It was cold ... and the toilet overflowed in the airport bathroom ... but that's a different story *ugh*.
When I walked out of customs - my parents greeted me, along with my cousin Nick and his bride-to-be, Amy. I was SO excited to see them all. But within a few moments, my mom lead me aside and told me that Uncle Mike had taken a turn for the worse. They were giving him only days to live.
As I tried to process that ... we headed to our hotel in downtown Auckland. Nick and Amy stayed for a VERY early breakfast ... and I then had a much needed nap.
The plan was to meet at my cousins, Vic + Ruth's place, for brunch. Vic and Ruth know how to put on LOVELY breakfasts ... and more cousins would be showing up to meet.
Auntie Mary was doing so well - considering all that was going on with Uncle Mike. See, Uncle Mike had been battling Alzheimer's disease for a very, very long time. He had been in a home for the last three years, after Auntie Mary doing all she could for years prior to that.
She was able to enjoy her family, despite all that was going on.
My mom took this one of Ruth and I. Not bad, mom *grin*!!
And it just kept getting better - with a suprise Skype visit with my cousins Michael and Bronny who live in San Franscisco ...
Breakfast was HUGE. Fruit, yogurt ... and pancakes that Vic suggested I put Hokey Pokey ice-cream in and roll up. UM PARDON?? If you know me - you'll know that ice cream is my love language ... my "clean eating" would be put on hold while I downed a pancake. Or two.
Jono and Geneva arrived ... I had been so excited to see them. I wasn't sure what to expect after his near-fatal car accident ... but man oh man. He was awesome. I was SO pumped. And Geneva ... well, she's my hero.
David and Katie came too ... love those two so much.
We did a little Facetiming with my hubby ... always a good laugh then.
But after some great food and conversation, it was time for us to all pack up. Uncle Mike was still unconscious, and the doctors were saying that he would probably pass by the next morning or so. This was going to be tough.
This had been such a long journey and the fact that almost everyone was there, was a miracle in itself. Not exactly how I had thought my first day would be - but so thankful to have been able to be here.
Auntie Mary asked respectfully asked for no photos of Uncle Mike's face.
The home decided to let Uncle Mike be wheeled out of his room - as there were now too many of us. So we went to the lounge, and the keyboard was brought out.
I was tired - and battling a chest cough (still am *cough cough*) - but they asked if I would lead some worship songs. I have a very talented family - full of musicians and artists ... I was honoured to be asked. Their voices lead - and I followed along.
Then, my cousin Christine lead as well ...
After so many songs, many tears and breaking voices ... we started telling "fun" Uncle Mike stories. And there were so many great ones ...
I cannot describe the feeling in that room. Peaceful. Loving. I don't really know ... but I know that God was there with us. And that overwhelming feeling of "family" overtook me.
Ben, Julia and the kids arrived ... the last of those who were able to come. And within about 10minutes, Uncle Mike passed as we all sang "Great Is Thy Faithfulness". It was like he had waited. He was gracious, right 'til the end.
I never took any photos after he passed. We were all too busy loving on each other - just amazed that we had all been there together ...
After some talk, we decided to head back to Vic and Ruth's place - order some yummy Thai food - and start talking about some of the arrangements that would be needed to be done.
Again, so peaceful and organized. Everyone respecting each other's voices and thoughts. This group was really making the very best out of a very difficult time.
Time for another "FaceTime" with my hubby *grin* ...
We were all exhausted.
And THAT was my very first day in NZ. Yesterday - I took three iPhone pics *grin*. Today - I'm off to Devonport with Nick and Amy ... and more family too. Then, another cousin's dinner at Robert and Christine's place ... I LOVE THIS PLACE. I LOVE THESE PEOPLE.