Archive for June, 2006

Yay, Emma!!

We started working on reading again this week and Emma is now getting it!!! I can’t tell you how happy this makes both of us. She is now understanding that she can combine the sounds together to form words. Today she read part of the first Bob Book and I about cried.

Now we have to focus on having her read the words, rather than just making up stories about the pictures. :-) It is rather funny - I think she thinks the words in the book are too simple, so she wants to come up with much more elaborate descriptions of the people and actions. She seems a little disappointed by the words when she figures them out - that is, once she got past the initial amazement that she was actually reading the words.

Perhaps some things just aren’t worth making yourself

I really like making my own foods, and I like to start as from as far back in the food chain as possible. After all, we have a grain mill and we know how to use it! I’ve made bread, crackers, bagels, pretzels, cakes, foccacia, cookies, granola, muffins, breadsticks, pretty much every sort of grain type thing you could think of… everything except tortillas. The most recent issue of Fine Cooking had an article on making flour tortillas which promised that it was easier than one might think, so I thought I would give it a try. The first attempt a week or two ago was decent, and it seemed like it worked well enough to warrant another attempt. I tried again tonight, and now those little plastic bags from the store are looking awfully tempting… I am fairly certain the problem lies with me, rather than the recipe, but that creates a problem too. I like to use whole grains, and I try to use them as much as possible. I’ve been known to make brownies with whole grain pastry flour, which perhaps gives you an idea of just how much I like whole grains. :-) The Fine Cooking recipe uses all-purpose flour, and I think it is vital to the success of the recipe. The first time I made the tortillas, I used half white and half whole wheat, and they were pretty good - I just think my technique needed a little work. The second time though I had run out of white flour, so I tried to use all whole wheat… and that was not all that successful. They were really more like flatbread than tortillas, and only flexible when very warm. So… now I’m wondering - all whole wheat tortillas from Trader Joe’s, or homemade white flour or half and half tortillas made at home? They are awfully time consuming to make too… maybe if I had a nice big griddle it would be a little faster, but cooking them one at a time really takes a long time.

Today I’m leaning towards just buying the darn things, but I think that is perhaps frustration speaking!

And I wonder… will I still be doing stuff like this in 10 years? 20 years?

Huck’s Raft

A couple months ago I finished reading a really interesting book called Huck’s Raft by Steven Mintz. I meant to post something about it earlier, but I never got around to it… and then I was shuffling around some books this afternoon and I noticed the book with a big post-it on the front so I thought I would blog on it and then finally return the poor thing to the bookshelf.

There’s a wealth of information in this book about what childhood was like for children of various social classes from the Puritan times to the current day. The author also describes society’s dominant concerns about children and their upbringing and what children’s relations were like with their family and the greater community. The book was well written and quite readable, and I found it to be a reasonably quick read, even with the amount of information the author presented. I particularly enjoyed the perspective offered by the historical scope of the book. I thought it really highlighted the truth in the old saying that “the more things change, the more they stay the same”.

For example, here’s a quote from 1911:
“The younger generation, she [Cornelia A.P. Comer, writing in a letter to the Atlantic Monthly] grumbled, couldn’t spell, and its English was “slipshod.” Today’s youth were selfish, discourteous, lazy and self-indulgent. Lacking respect for their elders or for common decency, the young were hedonistic, “shallow, amusement-seeking creatures,” whose tastes had been “formed by the colored supplements of the Sunday paper” and “the moving-picture shows.” The boys were feeble, flippant, and “soft” intellectually, spiritually, and physically. Even worse were the girls, who were brash, loud and promiscuous with young men.” (p. 231)

If I had made note of the page numbers, I could have pulled out examples like this for just about every generation of children discussed in the book, going back to the children of the original Puritans. I’m not sure if this shows that there are always curmudgeons and pessimists among us or if it is indicative of general trends in public perception towards the younger generation. My guess is that it is a little of both. What I do find distressing though is how each generation’s definition of what constitutes ill-breeding and poor behavior in the younger set seems to slip farther and farther into the realm of truly awful behavior. One generation’s unescorted buggy rides becomes the next’s attending a movie becomes necking during said movie becomes heavy petting at unsupervised parties becomes hooking up becomes… well, I just don’t really want to think about it! And this particular progression has happened in only about a hundred years, especially if you are looking outside of the big cities. But still, such things are blown out of proportion, and just because it is public perception doesn’t mean that it is by any means true (not that it is automatically false though either…) Later in the book the author cites a study in the 1990’s where adults were asked to guess what proportion of all violent crimes were committed by youth. The respondents believed that the answer was 40%, more than three times the actual rate! So clearly, public perception can be quite pessimistic… but still, I think it would be enormously difficult to make the case that everything is fine, and that the only problems with youth lie in our perceptions.

With all this in mind, I am looking forward to reading the next book on my TBR pile - Hold On to Your Kids : Why Parents Need to Matter More Than Peers by Gordon Neufeld. A mom from my homeschooling group highly recommended it, and I just picked it up from the library today. I’ll try not to start until after I’m done with The Greatest Generation, but no promises. :-)

Sigh

I was hoping to be at church right now, but instead I’m home and feeling rather sorry for myself. It is really difficult to do the whole church thing when you have a husband who won’t go, a daughter who sometimes doesn’t want to go, and a baby who wants to nap at right about the same time church starts.

I could try to go earlier, but that would only solve the last problem. I’m not sure what to do about Emma not wanting to go - compelling her or forcing her to go doesn’t seem like the right thing to do (and after all, Daddy “gets to” stay home), and I definitely don’t want to bribe her or guilt trip her into going! At least she does want to go with me sometimes… I wish that we all could go as a family because then there would be no argument - it would just be something the family does together. Granted, we might still have a fussy baby, but that seems so much more manageable with two adults present.

Sigh. I feel very discouraged and alone right now. But rather than wallow in self-pity I guess I’ll go out and buy some strawberries and apricots so that we can do some canning today. We’re also going to try our hand at some pickle relish, since I bought some pickling cucumbers at the farmer’s market yesterday. I wonder, am I using a real we here or the married we? Hmm… :-)

We made soy ice cream!

And it was actually good! *grin*

I’m using the married we here (thanks to Emily for linking to that post!) because Matt did most of the work, but I did at least make the soy milk for it this morning. It actually tasted like ice cream, rather than the slightly off flavor soy ice cream usually has when you buy it from the store.

I am very pleased, and I’m sure “we” are going to be making quite a bit more of it this summer. *grin*

The recipe is here, in case you’d like to check it out.

Sometimes it is so hard not to completely crack up

Emma: Mom, when I grow up I am going to be a construction worker and a mom at the same time. And my first-born son? I’m going to name him Ramses.

This is really good

I really like The Duchy of Burgundy Carrots’ post on the whole Get to Work kerfluffle. She does a wonderful job discussing just why some educated women make the choice to stay home with their children. As someone who has been told that I’m wasting my education, this is an issue near and dear to my heart.

And isn’t that a great blog name? I really like their subtitle/mission statement/whatever it should be called as well.

P.S. I am editing both of these posts because I forgot to do that last night after I wrote them. Oops, I guess I was more tired last night that I realized!

Emma’s Day

Emma came into my room this morning as I was getting up and asked if she could plan the day. Since I didn’t really have any particular in planned and because I was very curious to hear what she had in mind, I agreed. Here’s the plan she laid out:

1. A breakfast of scrambled eggs and fruit
2. Take a walk to the creek and the park, with Gregory in the jogging stroller.
3. Back home for a lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and watermelon.
4. Play legos
5. Read
6. Start making penne pasta with meatballs for dinner.

I was so amused by this all I figured I might as well go along with it. We had a lovely walk and trip to the creek (although it was mighty hot outside - we hit a high of 103 today!), and both breakfast and lunch worked out well. Since it was so hot on the walk, Gregory skipped his morning nap and ended up taking a four hour (!!) afternoon nap. He slept from about 11:30 to 3:30, only waking up once to nurse a little bit. While Gregory napped, Emma decided to change the playing legos to putting together a couple puzzles, and after that we read for awhile. Once my voice was exhausted, Emma started in on some art projects while I rearranged the cabinets in the dining area. I’ve been working on this in fits and spurts for quite awhile, but today I really was able to do a lot. I finally made room for all the arts and craft supplies and got everything out of the office (which I’ve been wanting to do since Matt started working from home in November!). Things are looking pretty good in that area - I just need to work on the top surface (which tends to get heaped with stuff that either need to be sorted and/or belong elsewhere) and two more drawers. I did the drawers a few months ago, so I think they will just need some straightening up rather than a full dump, sort and clean.

I’m really doing a lot of decluttering and cleaning, and it is really nice. I guess we’ve been working on that all year, but we just keep doing more and more. Each step and each pass continues to bring improvements, and I really like how it makes me feel better about the our possessions and the house. Also, I keep thinking about how there will be less to move when we move again - another big benefit! It is amazing how much visual clutter can drag me down and make it harder to do the things I really want to do. Even Matt, who says he doesn’t care what the place looks like (so long as it isn’t a health hazard!) can tell the difference and is starting to notice both the improvements and the places that still need work. The biggest place that needs work (besides the garage - ugh!) is the office, but Matt has started to do a little in there and it is slowly improving.

Well, I’ve gone on long enough. I think Emma and I both enjoyed Emma’s day, and her pasta with meatballs made for a lovely dinner. :-)

Oh, one more thing I just thought of - sometime when I was in the depths of cleaning out the cabinets, Emma realized she had forgotten to include her homeschooling block in the day’s plan. I hadn’t mentioned it because I wanted to see if she would remember. We couldn’t do it then, but she continued to ask about it after dinner, so we ended up doing it in the evening. She stayed up way past her bedtime, but she was adamant that it had to be done today. We didn’t do as much math as we usually do, but I promised her that she could work on it tomorrow, even though it was a weekend. (And yes, I did manage to keep a straight face!)

A bit of a setback

Wow, I guess I dropped off the face of the earth there for a bit, didn’t I. Not that anyone probably noticed…. *grin* I have a goal that I want to post something every weekday, but it seems I’ve been having a little trouble meeting that. Oh well, that’s why it is a goal. :-)

It has been a busy week - my Aunt is visiting at my parent’s, so we’ve been spending a lot of time over there. I’m also not doing well on the getting up early thing, so that’s really cut down on my computer time. (I managed to do it today though, but boy was it painful!) I’m also starting to have a lot of trouble again with my wrists, which is making me keep away from the computer as well. I had carpal tunnel in college, and although I guess it never entirely goes away, it did get significantly better. There are some things I can’t do because I have less strength and coordination in my hands (but even that had improved somewhat in the past couple years) but starting a week or two ago I began experiencing quite a bit more pain than I have for some time. I think it is because of how I hold Gregory on my hip - I keep my wrist cocked at an odd angle, which is putting pressure on my wrist in ways that does not seem beneficial. So, I’m trying to use the backpack and sling as much as possible to carry him, which helps a great deal but is sometimes difficult to manage. I’m trying to cut down on everything else that makes my wrists hurt, like computer-time, knitting, and playing the piano so that I can hopefully recover quickly from this. It is very frustrating though, because there are so many things I want to do which require the detailed use of my hands! But I think it is better to try and back off a bit now rather than cause (more) permanent damage by just pushing through the pain and doing it anyways. That’s what I did in college and I had to get to the point where I couldn’t even do anything - I could barely even turn a doorknob - before I actually tried to rest and get better. Also, I have so many more responsibilities now than I did when I was 20 and just had to feed myself and my cat, so I really can’t afford to cripple myself like that again!

So with that, I am going to apologize for my lack of comments on people’s blogs and for my infrequent blogging. I’m hoping I can get this under control rather quickly and I’ll be able to return to my usual patterns and goals.

Two Cuties

I recently took a picture of Gregory asleep in the backpack, and it reminded me of pictures I took of Emma in the same pose. I went through some old pictures (so much easier to do with digital photos!) and found what I was looking for. So, here you go. Aren’t they cute? And isn’t there quite a family resemblance??

Emma at almost 8 months

Gregory at about 5 1/2 months

When I was looking through the pictures I was really struck by how many little facial expressions the two children share, and how alike they look. I was also struck by how much bigger Gregory is - there are pictures of Emma wearing PJs at over 7 months old that Gregory outgrew almost a month ago!

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