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Cookus Interruptus

The word on the food scene is that we need to be feeding our families fresh, local, organic food for optimal health. Experts tell us to eat more plants, less meat and stay away from processed food. Home-cooking has never been more critical. But many of us lack the skills, not to mention time.

Help is on the web. Nutrition educator Cynthia Lair (author of Feeding the Whole Family, Feeding the Young Athlete and regular Mothering contributor) invites you into her kitchen for fast and fun DIY videos on cooking and family nutrition. She brings her expertise from 15 years of teaching nutrition and cooking at Bastyr University to the camera, while Steve and Jane (her cooking show husband and daughter) add reality and a dash of humor to the mix.

Learn what quinoa is and how to make it into a stupendous salad. Find out how to identify whether a food is whole or not. Ever wondered what to do with collard greens? What's the secret to frying tofu so it has great texture and taste? Cookus Interruptus has easy answers. Videos are organized into menus and new recipes are added every few weeks. Plus, you have a say. Leave a comment and request recipes or add your favorites. Influence the outcome of who Jane dates or what befalls Steve and Cynthia on their mid-life adventure.

It's educational, it's entertaining, and most of all it's accessible. It's about cooking wholesome meals while the tentacles of kids, husbands, phone solicitors, and missing strainers pull us in every direction. Bring your busy, wonderful whole self to Cookus Interruptus and learn to how make a perfect pot of quinoa or why sea salt is better. Visit www.cookusinterruptus.com or www.cookus.tv today.

*this entire review is plagiarized, I mean pasted, from Mothering Magazine

shenanigans

If you cannot tell by the photo, the string to this balloon (which is weighted) is through the inside of the 2nd story foyer chandelier. C will not stop saying Mommy, peeeeze, I want my buh-yoon back right now! Not happenin'!!!

True Life

It has recently come to my attention that I stink. At everything. Read more of this post - that could have come straight out of my life - over here

Life

has a way of moving faster than I am capable of wrapping my head around. It's been quiet on the blog not for lack of things happening but because I cannot seem to figure out a way to get it all down. In the meantime, if you're looking for some things to ponder, check out this article over at Enjoy Parenting. I will try and get my thoughts together and blog about life around here soon :)

Oh, and here is one more read that is funny, true and thought provoking...I Confess

Hello??

Not sure if anyone is really reading this blog. Considering I do not update with any regularity and much of what I do post is incoherent and rambly and a little kooky :)...but, if you do stop by, leave a comment every now and then just so I can see who is visiting. Thanks - whoever you are!!

Oops!

Playing Go Fish this afternoon, B was one card away from winning. He asked H if he had an 8 to which H responded Go Fish. B took a card from the deck, glanced at it briefly and exhaled loudly before saying "it's a 7, ah crap!". Clear as day. No mistaking it for another word. I do recognize that my response was not appropriate but I could not stop laughing. Of course, he joined in the laughter. I attempted, while wiping away tears and trying (unsuccessfully) to regain my composure, to let him know that crap is not a nice word and I did not want to hear him say that anymore. B's response: "Why do you say it then?".

Oops!

silly and sweet

B, H & C

4 Year old boys are the most wonderful combination of silly and sweet...we are having a lot of fun these days!

H and C (silly)

B and Maddox (sweet)

Together At Last

February 2004 - Hospital Special Care Nursery
H, B and C (so little!) together in an open bed - a very happy day

Yummy

Not sure if B is making up for his fear of the cake on his 1st birthday or if he watched Christmas Story too many times this season

*these adorable T-shirts (and many other designs) are available at Nina and Tom Family Fashion

Cutie

With the exception of the dog hair protruding from his lip, I love this picture of C...

Birth Day

4 years and one week ago, after 31 weeks of pregnancy that included just over 9 weeks as a hospital inpatient (spanning Thanksgiving, Christmas and the move into a new home), H, B and C were ready to make their way into this world. Despite the odds against it (based on my medical history and the various complications I'd experienced during pregnancy), the boys and I had made it well beyond the expectations of my physicians and H had had enough. He was the lowest of the babies, his brothers stacked (literally) on top of him. For only the second time during my hospitalization, Kelly had insisted on spending the night there with me. I insisted he go home, it was a weeknight and he would have to get up incredibly early to get to work the next day. We (he) had just moved to our new house and there were boxes to go through, things to put away. The "guest bed" in my room was terribly uncomfortable and I thought it made no sense to stay over for no good reason. He stood his ground and stayed. Little did I know...just after 2 AM my water would break. I said Kelly's name - one time - and he jumped straight up awake (and those who know him recognize the oddity of this). He found my nurse and things began to move quickly after that. At 4:31, 4:32, and 4:33 in the morning H, B and C were delivered respectively. H and B made their presence known right away - I was surprised at thankful the urgency of their little tiny cries. C was quieter (a frightening "sound" for a new mother) and all were whisked away immediately to be assessed by their own medical teams. Kelly was able to walk over to see them, to ask questions, to observe. I was still on the OR table unable to see anything going on with my precious little boys. I tried hard to listen and figure out what was going on. I was prepared for this. I'd spent several years working in and around NICUs, I understood what was happening and why. But I was not a part of it in any way. Long before my post operative procedures were completed, the boys had been moved to the NICU. Once certain I was okay, Kelly followed the boys. He reported back to me later that morning about their status. Weighing in at 3# 13 ounces and 17.5 inches long, H was our "big boy", B was not far behind at 3# 11 ounces and 16.75 inches. C, whose intrauterine growth had been restricted through the last 2 weeks of ultrasounds was 2# 15 ounces and 16.75 inches. All had been intubated initially but H and B had quickly progressed to a nasal cannula. C was still intubated. Initial tests showed no signs of cardiac abnormality or brain bleeds (whew). I was abe to visit with them for the first time that night. The helpless feeling of being wheelchair bound while looking at your prematurely born babies through the Plexiglas of an isolette will forever be branded on my heart. I have acutely vivid memories of certain things/events over the next 6 weeks of their hospitalization. Much of it is a blur though. The long, and I mean loooong walk to and between the NICU and nurseries (C remained in NICU while H and B were moved to a less critical nursery on the opposite end of the 3rd floor), stopping every few steps to catch my breath two days after my C-section because I could not wait for someone to arrive with a wheelchair my need to be with my babies was so so great, the thrill of C finally moving into the same nursery (though not yet in an open bed) as his brothers, the terror at receiving a midnight call from his doctors to let us know he was going back to Intensive Care and would likely need a blood transfusion during the night, the cautiously optimistic hope that his move back with his brothers would be tolerated, the heart of gratitude and relief when he (C) finally moved out of his isolette and into an open bed with his brothers after 4 weeks of separation and a roller coaster of medical backslides, nursing my sweet babies, pumping around the clock with the hope that they would receive only my breast milk during this very critical time, the joy and sadness of bringing home two babies (H and B) while leaving one behind, the overwhelming peace at bringing C home and having our whole family together for the very first time. It was so long ago and yet I still experience the full range of emotion as if it has just happened. Particularly when I am looking into the faces of little boys - not babies anymore. This is a bit of a rambly post - I know, they all are really :) Trying to get a handle on what I am feeling now as the mother of 4 year old boys. We are all growing up and there is a strange sensation of time standing still and moving at warp speed simultaneously. So I will consider it a little longer and try to be more cohesive in the next post...check back soon for more Mama Drama

Remembering

We celebrated the boys' 4th birthday on Monday (1/7). I have been so overwhelmed with thoughts and emotions (it's kind of out of control actually) and I am trying to sort through it and post about their Birth Day...the draft is in progress. I'll try and get it posted by the weekend....cross your fingers :)

Sweet Boys

B (4 weeks old??)

C

H

Tearfully and joyfully remembering the boys' Birth Day as we prepare for their birthday tomorrow. 4 years old - WOW!

Resolution

Considering this as I evaluate what this new year means for me, for my family. Anticipating a birthday, enjoying the final days of school break (and a very lax schedule) and considering how to live in a way that is consistent with what I believe. Authenticity. A great word...and I am so far from it. Trying to stop "doing" and just start "being". What is important to me? Would you know by my actions, my life, if I did not tell? These thoughts and more are with me as I reflect on where I have been, where I am going...where am I going? Stay tuned....

Year End Review (aka The Christmas Letter)

First let me say that I struggle with the cheese factor in most Christmas letters. While I appreciate (and truly enjoy) getting the news of the year from the friends and family we do not see often enough or who live far away, I am always a little embarrassed (in my own attempts at writing "the letter") at the "look at me, my kids, my spouse - we're so great!" factor. So please forgive me if the following is either too boring (in an attempt at modesty) or too wildly boastful (as I do think my husband, kids and life are pretty great)...have I mentioned that I really do not like doing these letters? Here is my attempt at a look back over 2007 -

2007 began with a birthday celebration. H, B and C turned three in early January and we marveled at the seemingly warp speed of their growth and development. The boys are doing incredibly well and have become increasingly independent and unique. They are distinctly different despite sharing a birthday and we continue to watch in awe as they forge ahead each in their own way. They began attending a Montessori pre-school this year and have developed a whole new range of interests. Some shared achievements include swimming (they learned how last year and have been little fish ever since), riding bikes (see X games explanation below), basketball (Santa brought a new, taller goal and jerseys!), golf (all three have just mastered hitting over the creek at our home course and are very proud of this), all X games sports (we may have been premature in allowing the viewing of these extreme sports as C now regularly attempts to re-create what he has seen), football (genetically predisposed to this), baseball (played at Parks and Rec last spring) and soccer (will play this spring), books (we are regulars at our local library) and music (they are each very specific about what they like but group favorites are Jack Johnson, Ben Harper, Bob Marley and The Ramones).

H, our first born (he shares this fact proudly with anyone who might ask about birth order) is eager to please. He is generally happy, silly and kind. He is a great help to Mommy and Daddy and his brothers as well. He's quick to lend a hand, give a hug and has a smile and a laugh that are contagious. He loves school. Gravitating towards numbers lessons, he has surprised us with his ability to figure things out in mathematical way. He is always counting, adding or subtracting and can often be heard whispering numbers to himself as he drifts off to sleep at night. It's too soon to tell for sure, but we're hopeful that his math mind will get him into school on scholarship and lessen the financial shock of putting three children through college...a mother can hope :) H also had his first legitimate injury requiring emergency attention. He proudly sported 4 staples in his head at the end of the summer. The only disadvantage (in his world) was that he was unable to swim for 10 days.

B is our cautious observer. Thoughtful and wise beyond his age, he has opinions and ideas that are both exciting and scary (for me anyway). I am frequently caught so off guard by his keen perception of things that I am speechless (literally) and wonder how on earth I will be able to keep up with his intellect and wit as he matures. Inquisitive and full of joy, he has discovered a true passion for books. He has a list of things he wants to find out about at every library visit and has quickly discovered that anything he desires to know is available in a book somewhere. Recently, his quest for understanding has led to numerous books about volcanoes, bugs, tigers and snowboarding. A natural athlete, B is the fastest runner of the group and will challenge anyone he meets to a foot race. He also really likes girls (I guess he did not get the cooties memo that most boys his age are aware of). A serious flirt, he talks about the girls he's going to marry (there are several - yikes!) often.

C...if you have ever read this blog before, you know that C is a bit of a risk taker. Okay, actually he is all out crazy (in a good way). He's had an eventful year with no less than a zillion injuries (only one requiring a trip to the ER). Somehow this does not deter him. He continues to move forward at warp speed and if he thinks some feat of insanity can be accomplished, he is the first to try it out. Fearless and free spirited, he keeps us all on the edge of our seats. Silliness and laughter are his constant companions. And the boy can really dance! If there is even a hint of music to be heard, his body cannot be still. A serious eater, we are continually amazed at the amount of food this (our smallest baby at birth) child can put away in one sitting. Anyone own a grocery store, a farm? Want to "feed the children"? I already fear the grocery bill when he is a teenager.

Speaking of food and farms, we had the privilege of being part of a CSA again this year. Weekly visits to Cane Creek Farm were full of adventure as the boys enjoyed exploring every nook and cranny. This has been a real blessing to buy our food locally. It is an opportunity for the boys to understand where our food is coming from, that our health, our environment and our local community all benefit from our choices and to support local agriculture. Weekly trips to the farm, summer at the pool, two trips the beach, a visit to Grandma Rose's "farm" in NC and a visit to see cousins in Arkansas along with several visitors (cousins and friends) have filled our year up with memories.

Kelly has begun a new position, with a new company (he actually began his career there over 10 years ago). A long year of work related stress culminated in a brief hospitalization that caused us both to take inventory of what really matters. While contemplating and praying about how to make lifestyle changes for his health and overall well being, this new opportunity was presented (unsolicited) that seems to be exactly what he needed to begin making change. Of course, the transition into something new is not without it's own challenges and stressors. We remain hopeful that this door was opened at just the right time because it is where he is meant to be now. Since this is a "brag" letter, I should mention that Kelly and his good friend Mike Nance won the member-guest golf tournament at Barnsley Gardens in June. It was a great weekend of fun and celebration and a welcome few days of rest for me too!

And for the grand finale, I've enjoyed this year of growth and challenge as the mother of three little boys. We are immensely blessed to be here and very much look forward to another year of adventure and joy. Check back for updates as the year progresses...I am trying to be more frequent with the posts - we'll see how it goes. I am actually pretty amazed that this is getting posted before mid-year! Hope this finds you all well. Wishing you a prosperous and very happy new year....

Peace.

Olympic Hopeful

B is convinced that he is a "wicked cool snowboarder" - he tells us about all his tricks as we watch a snowboard DVD...the promise of going snowboarding on a "big mountain" when he is 6 years old keeps him motivated. It's good to believe in your dreams!