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It's been a long winter.&amp;nbsp; Kids have been sick, the weather has been yucky, and cabin fever has been rampant.&amp;nbsp; So when yesterday dawned sunny with a high of 46 (down right tropical I tell ya!) it was something to be celebrated.&amp;nbsp; Cabin fever manifests itself in my children as an inability to make a decesion without a tantrum and a complete lack of body control in regards to one's brother.&amp;nbsp; I was tetering on the edge between checking myself into the loony bin or commiting homocide, so I threw the kids in the car and we headed to one of our favorite botanical gardens: Inniswood Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;
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We began our excursion with the goal of finding signs of spring.&amp;nbsp; Just the fact that we were outside without our coats and had the sun shining on our heads was a sure sign that spring is on it's way, but it's a fun lesson for the kids to find the little signs that spring is coming, and learn about how nature stirs itself to life again at this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;
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We found bulbs poking up through the bare dirt.&lt;br /&gt;
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We found bright green moss growing in the swampy areas.&lt;br /&gt;
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We heard birds singing in the trees.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw a rushing stream, swollen from the recent thunder storms.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw budding tree branches.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got to wear my Vibram Five Finger shoes, that had been packed away for most of the winter.&lt;br /&gt;
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The boys had a blast running through the mud.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until Connor fell down.&lt;br /&gt;
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And got mud on his jeans.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;But mostly, the boys moved...&lt;br /&gt;
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and moved...&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, there were several signs that Winter wasn't quite over yet.&amp;nbsp; The boys found a few patches of snow and played King of the Mountain. &lt;br /&gt;
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And parts of my favorite knot hedge were covered to protect it from the next inevitable frost that will surely come before the weather warms up for good.&lt;br /&gt;
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The fresh air and sunshine was better than any medicine.&amp;nbsp; We returned home in much better spirits.&amp;nbsp; A good time was had by all. &lt;br /&gt;
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We're out of bread, and I haven't gotten around to baking in a couple of days, so I've been forced to make the boys pancakes for breakfast two days in a row now.&amp;nbsp; Poor kids!&amp;nbsp; They're favorite is chocolate chip pancakes, but I try to keep those just for birthdays and special occasions.&amp;nbsp; So to make a "plain old boring pancake" a little more inciting (can we say picky kids?!?) the boys get Teddy Bear pancakes!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I have a terrific whole wheat pancake recipe that gives light and fluffy pancakes that aren't too sweet with just a hint of tang from the yogurt.  It takes seconds to whip up, and only a few minutes to cook them.  If I'm feeling ambitious I'll triple the recipe and freeze the leftovers.  They are great for popping into the toaster oven to reheat for a quick breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;
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These grains are not soaked.  I've been pretty lazy in that department for a little while.  However, the recipe uses yogurt or buttermilk, and I've successfully used kefir, so I think it would adapt to soaking very well.  Just combine the yogurt and flour the night before, and in the morning add the rest of the ingredients and cook up like normal.  And yes, that is a Teflon griddle.  I hate it, and the Teflon is starting to flake.  It's the only Teflon pan left in my kitchen and I can't wait to get rid of it, but for now it will have to do.  I do not have room for a cast iron griddle (and how heavy are those anyway?) and it takes twice as long to cook up the pancakes one at a time on my small cast iron fry pan.  If anyone has another solution for me, I'm all ears.  Until then, we eat pancakes pretty rarely and I'll just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even if you have a state of the art dishwasher, there may come a time when (god forbid) it's broken, or you host a party and end up with more dishes then will fit.  I haven't lived in a place with a dishwasher since I moved out of my parents house in 2000, and yet I am embarrassed to admit that it wasn't until very very recently that I really got a handle on how to wash the dishes efficiently and with as little waste as possible.  My go-to method had been to turn on the hot water, grab the dish wand with the soap in the handle, pick up a dish, scrub, rinse, set to dry.  Continuing in this fashion with the hot water running all the while I would wash all the dishes in the kitchen one at a time.  It took forever.  I wasted tons of water.  It's no wonder I hated washing the dishes.  My mother was a very good housekeeper, and I learned the finer points of bed making, sweeping and moping, and gourmet cooking under her thoughtful tutelage.  However, we always had a dishwasher, so hand washing the dishes never made it into our lessons.  As I've been reading more and more on keeping the home, and my housekeeping skills have blossomed from a slovenly college student's habits to a (relatively) smoothly running home, I knew washing the dishes was a chore that I had to master, and I had to master it NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent housekeeping book I've been perusing is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0743272862?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=home06f-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0743272862"&gt;Home Comforts: The Art and Science of Keeping House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=home06f-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0743272862" alt="" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" width="1" border="0" height="1" /&gt;.  Along with information on how to care for your hard wood floors, and the secret to folding fitted sheets, it thoroughly addresses the proper way to wash the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Gather all of your dishes.  For most people this means check the kitchen and dining room, however, if you have small children be sure to also check the living room, bed rooms and bathroom, checking under beds and behind furniture.  I'm amazed at the places my kids find to stash dirty dishes.  They are very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TPk8ppjtJ8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/v0l86vCCRfM/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TPk8ppjtJ8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/v0l86vCCRfM/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546531102311393218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Stack your dishes like items together.  As you're doing this scrape any food into the trash or disposal, and empty any drink cups.  Once things are stacked together the job already looks less daunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Make sure you have a space ready for rinsing and drying the dishes.  A dish drainer is perfect for this.  If you don't have a dish drainer a kitchen towel on the counter works fine too.  If you have a double sink, use one side to wash and the other side to rinse.  If you only have a single sink a plastic tub by the sink works great for receiving clean soapy dishes that need to be rinsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fill one side of your sink with the hottest tap water you can stand.  I still use afore mentioned dish wand with soap in the handle, but you can also put a squirt of soap into the dish water and scrub with a dish rag or sponge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TPk8qG0p_lI/AAAAAAAAAbs/95oNhG27bHI/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TPk8qG0p_lI/AAAAAAAAAbs/95oNhG27bHI/s320/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546531110167117394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Wash your dishes, starting with the least soiled, and ending with your cooking pots.  I usually start with silverware, then do glasses, bowls, plates and finally cooking pots.  Change out the water when ever it starts looking gross, you run out of suds, or it cools considerably.  As you scrub your dishes, place them in the second side of the sink to await rinsing.  If you have a very large load of dishes, you may need to stop and rinse before continuing on with the washing.  Be sure to rinse before the suds dry on the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Rinse your dishes in hot running water.  Using hot water helps kill germs, and makes them dry faster with fewer spots if you air dry like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) The dishes aren't done until the counters have been cleaned, so wipe down your counters and stove while you're in there.  And while you're at it, you may as well sweep, since you got the dishes done so fast you have a couple extra minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go!  Your dishes are done and your kitchen is clean.  Now that wasn't so bad, was it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-8377466206351262682?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My big boy is 5 years old.  In the spirit of keeping birthdays simple, we followed the same party plans that have worked so well for us in the past few years.  2:00 party, just family.  Open presents, eat some cake, be done in time for a good dinner and plenty of time to play with new toys before having to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I tried something a little different with the cake though.  The more I read about artificial food coloring, the more it bothers me.  That stuff is truely nasty, and it's found in everything.  When facing down Owens cake this week, I just couldn't bring myself to purposfully add those convenient little drops to the icing.  So I started brainstorming some other options.  Owen had asked for flowers on his cake, so I was mostly looking for pinks or purples, and green for the leaves.  I decided to try liquid chlorophyll for the green, and I had on hand Black Elderberry Syrup, cherries, and blueberries for pinks and purples.  After a brief consultation with Rachel of &lt;a href="http://houndsinthekitchen.com/"&gt;Hounds in the Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;, I also tried beets.  Thanks for the beet, Rachel!  Here were my icing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liquid Chlorophyll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4J1omYxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5_iVsAFMWd8/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4J1omYxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5_iVsAFMWd8/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537167114775192338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(This is kind of washed out, the green was a little deeper, and very pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Elderberry Syrup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4JlQhtqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YDOwKfYc3ZA/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4JlQhtqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YDOwKfYc3ZA/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537167110379255458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beet Puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4JV3Xi7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/izSZ5pJwoAI/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4JV3Xi7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/izSZ5pJwoAI/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537167106247199666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blueberry Puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4IwbQFGI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WK60p-o00oI/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4IwbQFGI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WK60p-o00oI/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537167096197157986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherry Puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4IsG3BwI/AAAAAAAAAa8/i6nYbQOviuk/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf4IsG3BwI/AAAAAAAAAa8/i6nYbQOviuk/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537167095037888258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Several of the colors turned out fairly similar.  For the purees I defrosted and blended the cherries and blueberries, then cooked them down on the stove top and put them through a strainer.  I boiled the beet, boiled off most of the cooking water, blended, put through a strainer and then cooked down a  little farther.  I used the black elderberry syrup and the liquid chlorophyll straight out of the bottles.  I ended up using the beet colored icing as the trim and writing, and the elderberry icing for the flowers.  One thing I failed to consider was that you add a good deal more liquid with this method than with the tiny drops of food coloring, so my icing was a little soft for piping roses.  Next time I'll be sure to firm up my icing before putting it into the piping bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finished Product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3eKprhbI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xT5AnF-zx1w/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3eKprhbI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xT5AnF-zx1w/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537166364502623666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With the cake ordeal over, let the party begin!  I love when the kids recieve books that I loved as a child, and Owen got some Dr. Seuss.  He also got some Hulk Hogan wrestling figures who are mostly naked, and very muscular, but he seems to like them.  A remote control Hummer and a new stuffed puppy rounded out the birthday gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3d3jm4nI/AAAAAAAAAas/NPdWnEvEBEI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3d3jm4nI/AAAAAAAAAas/NPdWnEvEBEI/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537166359376880242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3drCcOFI/AAAAAAAAAak/za54SHJib1s/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3drCcOFI/AAAAAAAAAak/za54SHJib1s/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537166356016543826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3dXE47rI/AAAAAAAAAac/qwycexS66KA/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3dXE47rI/AAAAAAAAAac/qwycexS66KA/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537166350658105010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And making the Birthday Wish!  Happy Birthday Owen!  You made me a mommy, and I can never thank you enough for that.  You're growing up to be such a gentleman.  I am so proud of you, and so happy to be your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3dNlbu7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/6HflIMbL7NE/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNf3dNlbu7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/6HflIMbL7NE/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537166348110248882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-5342325790404707588?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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With both boys in preschool this year, I expect them to bring home their share of germs this winter.  While the occasional cold or tummy bug is rather unavoidable, there are some things you can do to help your body deal with the onslaught of germs that bombard us over the fall and winter seasons.  I tend to get a little lax about our supplement taking over the spring and summer, but once the weather turns cold and I start watching my friends dropping like flies from this that and the other cold or flu, I redouble my efforts to get some immune boosting nutrition into myself and my kids.  My husband is another story.  I tell him why he should take them and make them available, but he is an adult and if he chooses to forgo the Fermented Cod Liver oil, that is his choice.  Before I go into what my family takes and why, please remember that I am a mom, not a medical professional.  This blog is to be used for informational purposes only, and is not intended to diagnose, treat, or cure any disease.  Please do your own research and use your own good judgment when making decisions on what supplements to include in your family's regimen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what I try to get into myself and my kids every day during the fall and winter months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3o4WDgUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-TL-mue6plI/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3o4WDgUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-TL-mue6plI/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462861125255490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left to right, back to front they are: Emergen-C, Rainbow Light Chewable Nutri-Stars, Rainbow Light Prenatal Vitamins, Blue Ice Fermented Cod Liver Oil Gummy Fish, Natural Factors Double Strength Acidophilus &amp;amp; Bifidus, Nature's Bounty Chewable Vitamin C, Honey Pickled Garlic Cloves, Blue Ice Liquid Fermented Cod Liver Oil, Gaia Herbs Black Elderberry Syrup, and Food Science Mega Probiotic Chewables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Multi-Vitamins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3VR3FgOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Uk3MPfzvhmI/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3VR3FgOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Uk3MPfzvhmI/s320/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462524377301218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I use Rainbow Light multivitamins because they are a food based vitamins and much easier to digest and easier for your body to use.  &lt;a href="http://www.organicconsumers.org/nutricon/qa.cfm"&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;is some good info on why food based supplements are better than their synthetic counterparts.  The boys each get one chewable star.  I take 6 of the prenatal vitamins because I am still nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vitamin C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3Uo9wXdI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NDryYo4NMvI/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3Uo9wXdI/AAAAAAAAAZk/NDryYo4NMvI/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462513399422418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drink about 2 packets of Emergen-C a day.  The boys each get one chewable vitamin C, unless I suspect a bug coming on, and then I'll give them two.  Both of these products contain synthetic vitamin C, and I am looking for a better natural source.  Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/diet/guide/the-benefits-of-vitamin-c"&gt;WebMD &lt;/a&gt;article about the many immune boosting benefits of Vitamin C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probiotics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3UwjTgxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KGkMxTJc7N4/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3UwjTgxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KGkMxTJc7N4/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462515435963154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys each get two chewable probiotics during the winter, again, unless I feel a bug is coming on.  Then I might give them 3 or 4.  Their chewables contain 2.25 billion organisms/tablet.  I take 2 of the Natural Factors, which contain 10 billion organism/pill.  If I'm getting sick, I'll take an extra one.  From what I've read, it is pretty hard to overdose on probiotics.  Your digestive system is a pretty hostile environment before they get to your intestines where they want to set up house keeping, so it's important to take doses in the billions and hope that about half survive to get to your gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fermented Cod Liver Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3VidmqYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rei0s0jA9i4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3VidmqYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rei0s0jA9i4/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462528833825154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;High Vitamin Cod Liver Oil is probably one of the most important items in my arsenal.  Almost all cod liver oils have had the naturally occurring vitamins removed and then replaces with synthetic vitamins.  From what I understand, Green Pasture's Blue Ice Fermented Cod Liver Oil is the only brand that does not use this process, and retains all of the naturally occurring vitamins with no synthetic additions.  The &lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/cod-liver-oil/238-cod-liver-oil-basics.html"&gt;Weston A. Price Foundation&lt;/a&gt; has a ton of really good information on why cod liver oil is such an important supplement.  We take it more for the vitamins A and D than for the omega 3's.  The vitamins are very concentrated in this product, so only a very small dose is needed.  This is good because it's a little pricy.  If you're looking to achieve a better omega 6:3 ratio, consider actively decreasing the amount of omega 6 you're taking in, rather than supplementing with extra omega 3.  I got the gummy fish for the boys, but wouldn't you know they'd rather take the liquid stuff from the oral syringe then eat the gummys.  So each of the boys gets 1/2 tsp, and I'm eating the gummy fish.  Being a nursing mother, I'm taking 3 a day.  The link above also has dosing information and sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garlic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3pS0w4rI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cfjPbuebxjM/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3pS0w4rI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cfjPbuebxjM/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462868233380530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alas, I can not get my kids to take garlic, even prepared this way.  Last winter when I was pregnant and terrified of the swine flu, but even more terrified of the swine flu vaccine, I was taking about 1 clove of crushed garlic in a spoonful of honey daily.  It was horrible.  I was sensitive to tastes and smells anyway due to pregnancy, and I almost couldn't get it down.  And then I'd have garlic burps for the rest of the day.  No fun.  I wish I had heard of this preperation then, because it is much more palatable.  Garlic is a powerful antiviral, antibiotic, and immune booster.  When Owen came down with a very mild case of the flu last year, I attribute it mostly to the garlic I was taking that I didn't get it at all.  &lt;a href="http://www.gourmetgarlicgardens.com/health.htm"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;website has a lot of information about the health benefits of garlic, as well as the how and why if you're interested in that kind of thing.  To make honey pickled garlic, peel a bunch of garlic cloves.  Place them in a jar.  Pour raw local honey over the garlic to cover.  Place a lid on the jar.  Put in the fridge and ignore for several days.  The honey softens the garlic and takes out all the bite.  You end up with a delicious mild clove, and the garlic infused honey is also powerfully healing.  I take about two cloves a day, and a spoon full of the honey.  I'd take extra if I'm fighting off illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black Elderberry Syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3UHXqJGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hTG7yVTnCQQ/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TNV3UHXqJGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hTG7yVTnCQQ/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536462504381260898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black Elderberry Syrup is the last of my "Big Guns".  I actually only pull this out if someone is sick, or getting sick.  Then everyone in the family gets a daily dose until the danger is over.  Yes, even Brad.  He'll take it if I bring the spoon to him.  Black Elderberries are unusually rich in flavanoids which act as powerful antioxidents and immune boosters.  &lt;a href="http://www.blackelderberry.info/index.cfm?id=374#2"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;website has more information than you could possibly hope for about the health benefits of the Black Elderberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our winter supplement regimen.  It's not as bad as it looks.  The boys love their chewable vitamins, and they don't get those until they've taken their CLO.  In addition to immune boosting supplements, it's important to eat well, drink water, get plenty of sleep, avoid stress, and get out side as often as possible.  We do all of these things with varying degrees of success, but we try.  What do you do to keep your family healthy through the cold and flu season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-5173416302612287374?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was a very good starter and I baked most of our sandwich and dinner bread with this starter.  This was also before I discovered Traditional Foods, and was baking with white flour.  Things got busy as they often do, and I stopped baking so often and failed to maintain my starter.  As I started learning about the importance of whole grains, and more importantly the need to soak those grains in an acidic medium before cooking with them to neutralize the phytates I turned back to sourdough, which accomplishes the soaking step with the long rising time and acidic starter.  I tried for months to raise a whole wheat sourdough starter.  I baked loaf after loaf of super sour doorstops.  I finally waved the 'white' flag, and went back to my plain white bread baking, assuring myself that at least it was better for my family then store bought white bread.  Always seeking new information, I continued on my journey into nutrition and discovered the evils of white flour.  So now I can't feed my family white bread, and I can't feed my family unsoaked whole wheat bread, and I can't bake a loaf of sourdough to save my life.  This most recent attempt to raise a starter has met with similar frustration and equally inedible results.  However every door in my home is now securely propped open.  In all of my reading about sourdough baking, I've decided to quit trying to raise my own starter.  I plan to send off to the &lt;a href="http://carlsfriends.net/"&gt;Friends of Carl&lt;/a&gt; for his Oregon Trail Sourdough Starter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I turned to my tried and true trusty yeast for our sandwich bread needs.  Not ideal by any means, but I enjoy baking, and it really has got to be better than store bought.  Owen had been begging for swirly bread (cinnamon swirl bread) and I obliged.  This loaf not only used commercial yeast, but white flour and a good deal of sugar too.  But it turned out wonderfully, and my confidence in myself as a baker has been restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVaLzXGuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/_CdaJgpb65k/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVaLzXGuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/_CdaJgpb65k/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533469737999604450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVZygd4EI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1ChQN2UHPZk/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVZygd4EI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1ChQN2UHPZk/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533469731209470018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also undertook a whole wheat sandwich loaf, and whole wheat hamburger buns.  Both of which rose to my expectations.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVZfG1kwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hfL_k8g9DNk/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVZfG1kwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hfL_k8g9DNk/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533469726001697538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVZceEVZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9T6X08OLKfU/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMrVZceEVZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9T6X08OLKfU/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533469725293827474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not posting recipes today because they are not recipes that I actually condone.  I'm looking into some recipes for soaked whole wheat that doesn't utilize a sourdough starter and I've found a few that I want to play with.  When I find one that works I will share.  And I will also share my experience with Carl's Sourdough Starter when I recieve it, althoug that can take up to 6 weeks, so I'll have to be patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-1424453456300958398?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We usually go to Circle S Farm for the hay ride and sunflower maze and to pick our pumpkins out of the field, but this year our plans were foiled by a tummy bug and we never managed to reschedule so we have boring grocery store pumpkins.  They did carve up nicely though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmOEPFd7nI/AAAAAAAAAYw/bJWuP-xpe60/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmOEPFd7nI/AAAAAAAAAYw/bJWuP-xpe60/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533109820621450866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's face paint on my oldest.  He did it himself.  The boys picked out their own face designes, but I did most (all) of the work.  They did help in scooping out the gunk though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the pumpkins were carved, I tackled the huge bowl of pumpkin guts in attempt to rescue the seeds from clutches of the tentacle like threads of goop.  This is a very slow, very slippery, very frustrating project.  While at this tedious task, of course the baby wakes up.  So as I wash my hands of slime and go to get her out of her crib, I notice some of the water gets into the bowl of cleaned seeds, and guess what, they FLOAT!  This new knowledge completely changes my approach to the pumpkin seeds.  I filled the bowl with water (after getting the baby and setting her up with a box of toys to dump out), swish around all the pumpkin guts, and miraculously all the seeds float nicely to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmODIDtlLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/_nuHypgJhjM/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmODIDtlLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/_nuHypgJhjM/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533109801555170482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now an easy task to fish them out and deposit them into the colander.  A few more swishes to get the stubborn seeds that were still stuck and I had a colander full of clean seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmOCnXtglI/AAAAAAAAAYg/JZxehxgRvik/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmOCnXtglI/AAAAAAAAAYg/JZxehxgRvik/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533109792780681810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soaked them in salt water for the rest of the afternoon, then spread them on a cookie sheet to dry over night in the oven.  This morning I roasted up two batches.  One sweet with pumpkin pie spices, and one savory with Worcestershire sauce and garlic powder.  I read a bunch of recipes on line and in the end made up my own based on several that sounded good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sweet ones I used 2 Tbsp olive oil, about 2 Tbsp succanat, 1/2 tsp sinnamon, 1/4 tsp each cloves and allspice, and a pinch of salt.  For the savory ones I used 2 Tbsp olive oil, 1 Tbsp Worcestershire sauce, and a sprinkle of seasoned salt, garlic powder and onion powder.  I really should start measuring stuff, but I rarely do.  Each batch got about 1 1/2 Cups of pumpkin seeds.  I roasted the seeds at 250* for about an hour and a half, stirring ever 15 minutes and rotating the baking sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmOCLudgNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Cx881k_UlQM/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMmOCLudgNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Cx881k_UlQM/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533109785359909074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're trick or treating at my grandparents house tonight and I had planned to bring these along to share.  It's going to be hard not to eat them all before we leave though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-5278882235297875307?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let me tell you it is HARD to do.  The boys need snacks for school.  Brad needs lunches for work.  Sometimes I need something to munch that doesn't require cooking or creating dishes to wash.  Sometimes dinner time sneaks up on me and I haven't given it the slightest bit of thought earlier in the day.  Convenience foods are, well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt;.  So as I go about my journey to get the junk out of our diets, I've had some success in finding homemade versions of some of our favorites that have the benefits of not only being free from chemicals, preservatives, and excess packaging, but also much, much cheaper.  Today I'm going to share with you 3 of our favorites: Fruit leather, cheese crackers, and mini fritattas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Leather:&lt;br /&gt;My boys love the apricot Stretch Island fruit leather.  But at $1 a pop, those things are crazy expensive!  We would get them occasionally as a treat in the checkout line at Whole Foods for being helpful shoppers.  But now that I have an &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001P2J3K0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=home06f-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B001P2J3K0"&gt;Excalibur Food Dehydrator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=home06f-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001P2J3K0" alt="" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" width="1" border="0" height="1" /&gt;, making our own is a snap.  Since the boys love the apricot flavor, I start with dried apricots.  You can use any type of fresh or dried fruit.  If starting with fresh, just omit the soaking step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover dried apricots in water, and leave to rehydrate for several hours.  Cover the bowl so nasties don't fall in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMbYJYRoXDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/8STOdpw8zno/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMbYJYRoXDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/8STOdpw8zno/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532346847918054450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the apricots are nice and juicy again, pour your apricots and a good bit of soaking water into your blender.  I love my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0033WTDFA?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=home06f-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B0033WTDFA"&gt;Blendtec &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=home06f-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0033WTDFA" alt="" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important;" width="1" border="0" height="1" /&gt;, it makes short work of just about anything.  Use just enough water to get things blending smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMbYI-6S8OI/AAAAAAAAAYI/y_C8UnHJf4c/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMbYI-6S8OI/AAAAAAAAAYI/y_C8UnHJf4c/s320/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532346841109295330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, spread apricot goop in a thin even layer on a piece of parchment paper on your dehydrator tray.  The Excalibur comes with some teflex sheets, but I prefer the parchment paper because when it's dry I can roll the whole thing up and cut into strips so the boys have fruit roll-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_22JP6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/23LSWlY2WTI/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_22JP6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/23LSWlY2WTI/s320/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530620451069968290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This batch made four trays worth of fruit leather.  I put it in the dehydrator at about 145* for around 6 hours.  See how easily the fruit leather lifts off the parchment paper?  It's done when the thickest spots are dry to the touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_-8sVPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Pw1FjKjlc-U/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_-8sVPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Pw1FjKjlc-U/s320/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530620453244916978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Crackers:&lt;br /&gt;These cheese crackers are the closest to Cheez-Its I've found.  They are really yummy, and since I do the whole process in my food processor it's super easy and they come together lickety split.  I have made the recipe with whole wheat flour before and they turn out ok, but they really just taste better with white.  Since these are a once in a while treat, it doesn't bother me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 lb grated extra sharp cheddar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 C flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream together first 4 ingredients.  Slowly add flour to make a stiff dough.  It's important to use sharp cheddar in these, even if it's not the kind you like for eating.  I like to use extra sharp.  Otherwise the crackers don't have a lot of cheese flavor.  Also,  you can decrease or omit the cayenne pepper if you think your kids won't like it.  With the full 1/8 tsp the crackers have a little bit of a kick.  My kids don't seem to mind, and I like it that way.  1/16 would probably be fine if you have kids with a picky palette.  If you leave it out completely the crackers will be kind of bland, but hey, some kids like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_WI5R1I/AAAAAAAAAXw/T4JdGIpQTOQ/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_WI5R1I/AAAAAAAAAXw/T4JdGIpQTOQ/s320/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530620442290243410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide the dough int 3 portions and roll into logs.  Wrap the logs in waxed paper and place in the fridge overnight, or the freezer for 1 hour.  I'm always in a hurry so I always use the freezer method and it works great.  The idea is just to get the dough chilled enough that you can slice it with out smushing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_HUcLZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OwZlCMa0CIc/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1_HUcLZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OwZlCMa0CIc/s320/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530620438312136082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slice thinly and place on an ungreased cookie sheet.  These do not expand very much when baked so you can place them fairly close together, but not touching.  Sprinkle lightly with kosher salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1-t_Xr2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4xB0NK_TSCA/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMC1-t_Xr2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4xB0NK_TSCA/s320/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530620431512874850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350* for about 12 minutes.  Remove from pan and cool on a wire rack.  Once completely cool you can store them in a ziplock baggie or a glass jar.  I really have no idea how long these keep, even if I make a double batch they are gone in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy9tTdR4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/C126tDtFi0c/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy9tTdR4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/C126tDtFi0c/s320/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530617115613939586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Fritattas:&lt;br /&gt;Here's my newest toy; a 24 ct mini muffin pan.  Oh the possibilities!  Today it was fritattas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy9ArF3RI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_EDdbstBOF4/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy9ArF3RI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_EDdbstBOF4/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530617103633472786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacon, spinach, cheese into every muffin cup.  Then I mixed 6 eggs with 1/2 cup of cream, and topped off the fritattas.  This made just enough egg mixture to do all 24, not a drop left over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy814SGQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/L7j_hO471js/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy814SGQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/L7j_hO471js/s320/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530617100736010498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 minutes in the oven at 350*, I had cheesey, bacon-y, egg-y goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy8m5cogI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pTztk7bMCQs/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy8m5cogI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pTztk7bMCQs/s320/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530617096714363394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum!  I meant to put half into the freezer for later, but for some reason they mysteriously disappeared before I got around to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy8UxudkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CBDwMHYWeEo/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMCy8UxudkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/CBDwMHYWeEo/s320/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530617091850139202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding homemade versions of some of your favorite packaged foods is a great first step in the direction of phasing junk out of your diet and home.  The kids love these snacks, and I feel good about feeding them something healthier than what comes out of a box.  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On Sunday, my car baby turned 3.  I don't think I have his birth story on my blog yet.  I'll post it later, but the short version is that he was born in the front seat of my doula's minivan just outside the OSU hospital where I had been planning to deliver.  Needless to say, he hit the ground running and I've been trying desperatly to keep up ever since.  Over the past few months he has transformed from a toddler, really still a baby, into a little man.  He's growing up so fast!  Birthdays are very special at our house, even though we try to keep them as simple as possible.  We started the morning off right with chocolate chip pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8BKOsU8I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Zqusblwok9U/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8BKOsU8I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Zqusblwok9U/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530486333034484674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once every last moresel of chocolate had been devoured, and the kids had been assured that there was no more and I wasn't going to make another batch, Brad took them to Magic Mountain for arcade games and an indoor play structure while I readied the house for the party and baked a cake.  Although we mostly bake with whole wheat in our house, I'm not above white flour and white sugar for a birthday cake.  We do avoid box mixes when ever possible.  Nothing beats a homemade cake.  This year Connor asked for a chocolate cake with chocolate icing and balloons.  At the last moment, he decided he wanted strawberries too, so I added a strawberry jam layer to the center of the cake.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8BsCVDvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FHzcW2qlvBc/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8BsCVDvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FHzcW2qlvBc/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530486342109433586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandparents (well, my grandparents, his great-grandparents) arrive for the party at 2:00.  Commence the present opening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8CXYsDjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wi-hh-WKohg/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8CXYsDjI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wi-hh-WKohg/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530486353745940018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8CH75GyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZMmw6PaHg_c/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8CH75GyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZMmw6PaHg_c/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530486349598628642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8B49Ws1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/6YkiuZPgY4M/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8B49Ws1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/6YkiuZPgY4M/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530486345578230610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aria samples some wrapping paper while Connor works.  Alfie the robot, Knight dress up clothes, Color Wonder markers and paper, and a noise making garbage truck were the stars of the show.  After the presents have been played with, it's on to the cake!  I've never seen a kid more excited then when we were singing "Happy Birthday" to Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA9bajvjXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HKfsneFImsg/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA9bajvjXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HKfsneFImsg/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530487883605970290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he blew out his candle in one blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA9b6ImyyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3P9cPpPboM8/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA9b6ImyyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3P9cPpPboM8/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530487892082084642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA9bOYt3-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Z5tnHFqgcwI/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA9bOYt3-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/Z5tnHFqgcwI/s320/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530487880338497506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So happy birthday my handsome little man.  Your mama loves you more than you could ever imagine.  You are growing up so well, and I am so proud of you.  Enjoy being 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TMA8BKOsU8I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Zqusblwok9U/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-1195851019327186855?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Kombucha is a fermented tea beverage that has been around for thousands of years.  It consists of a mother, or scoby (symbiotic colony of bacteria and yeast), and green or black tea with sugar.  The culture eats the sugar and produces many healing compounds including, amino acids, B vitamins, glucuronic acid, and gluconic acid.  Regular consumption boosts the immune system, aids digestion, supports the liver and has been said to help in the healing of numerous afflictions from cancer to arthritis.  I grew my own scoby from a bottle of GT Dave's Raw Kombucha, but at the moment there is a nation wide scarcity due to some labeling issues.  That makes me even more glad that I have a scoby and brew my own at home.  You can't buy it at the store right now.  If you have a friend that brews kombucha you can get a scoby from them, as a new scoby is produced with each new brewing cycle.  Otherwise there are several places on-line that sell and ship scobys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3Vg4JvzTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5s-Cxte_Wvs/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3Vg4JvzTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5s-Cxte_Wvs/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525307078659263794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my scoby.  Your scoby will grow to the size and shape of your container.  I use a 1 gallon glass jar.  A brand new scoby will be creamy white.  This one just finished brewing a batch of kombucha and is colored by the tea it was floating in, so it looks a little darker than a brand new scoby.  The scoby you're using to start your brew is affectionately called the 'mother'.  The new scoby that forms on top of your brew is the 'baby'.  Once you have a baby, you can put it in it's own brew where it is now the mother, and a new baby will form.  Or you can give it to a friend who wasn't lucky enough to get in on the GT Dave's before it was pulled from the shelves.  Always keep your scoby in some kombucha tea.  If you order one it will arrive swimming in some tea.  I only put it on the plate for the picture so you could see it clearly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3VhWi_rRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1VwjKl30BNM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3VhWi_rRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1VwjKl30BNM/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525307086818225426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's some tea.  I brew a very strong pot, and then add water go get it to a gallon.  This is about two quarts of water and 6 tea bags.  For 1 gallon of tea I use about 1.5 C of plain white sugar.  Do not use honey, as it can kill your scoby.  I find I get the best taste with white sugar, but I've made it with Sucanat before and it turned out just fine.  It was just a lot stronger tasting.  I steep my tea bags for about 1/2 an hour, then add my sugar, stir to dissolve, and cover with a lid to cool to room temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3VhoIi74I/AAAAAAAAAVg/gpKaIAA-uBM/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3VhoIi74I/AAAAAAAAAVg/gpKaIAA-uBM/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525307091539128194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my sweet tea, ready for the culture.  It's next to a 1/2 gallon jar of finished kombucha.  You can see how much lighter the finished product is.  This is because the culture eats the tea as it ferments.  In this picture I'm only making 1/2 a gallon of kombucha.  I'm using a small scoby and don't want it to have too much tea to convert.  For the next batch I'll use this scoby and the new 'baby' scoby together and brew a full gallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3ViDA6MzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9pOcc3zgj_8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TK3ViDA6MzI/AAAAAAAAAVo/9pOcc3zgj_8/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525307098754855730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the tea was ready I added about 2 cups of already brewed kombucha.  This brings the pH of the tea down to optimal brewing levels and discourages the growth of mold.  If you ordered a scoby or got one from a friend it should have come with some kombucha tea.  You'll use this as your starter, so put it in with the scoby.  Sometimes your scoby will float, sometimes it will sink, and sometimes it will float a little sideways like this one is doing.  All of these things are fine and will not affect the outcome.  The new baby will always form on the top.  Cover your jar with a thin cloth.  Cheese cloth is too poreus.  I use a flour sack kitchen cloth.  You want to keep bugs and dusties out of your kombucha, but it is a living thing and needs to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep our house pretty cool, even in the summer (I'm a weenie when it comes to heat) so I typically brew for about 2 weeks.  When it's finihsed you'll have a nice new scoby on top of tea.  It will taste tart and a little effervescent.  You can slip a straw down the side of the jar into the tea, place a finger over the top of the straw to trap the liquid, and bring it up to taste.  If it still tastes very sweet, it's not done culturing so leave it for a few more days and taste again.  Once you have a good sweet/tart balance, it's time to bottle it.  I strain it into glass canning jars.  Be sure to leave a few cups of tea to use as starter for your next batch.  I also do a second fermentation in the glass jar with the lid on at room temp for anohter 2-3 days.  This helps build more carbonation.  Then I pop it into the fridge and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-7542804553539100440?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A full time mom doesn't have the luxury of going to bed and staying there.  And for a lot of full time moms, finances are just tight enough that they wouldn't dream of asking hubby to stay home from work unless they were being admitted to hospital.  So when I discovered that a good friend was down with the flu, and looking after two little ones, one of which was also under the weather, I offered the only help I could: Chicken Soup.  This friend of mine is dealing with multiple food reactions in her children, so it's not very  often that I have things on hand that are safe for her family to eat, but Sunday I just happened to have all of the ingredients for chicken soup on hand, ready to go, and allergen free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best chicken soup starts with home made &lt;a href="http://homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/miracle-cure.html"&gt;chicken broth&lt;/a&gt;.  I sauteed up some diced veggies, and I happened to have a whole batch of &lt;a href="http://homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/crock-pot-chicken.html"&gt;crock pot chicken&lt;/a&gt; in the fridge from the day before.  They are gluten free, so I have potatoes in the soup in leu of noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqxXAqPkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XAkDF_zAG0M/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqxXAqPkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XAkDF_zAG0M/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524626764122963522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything into the pot for a good simmer.  Seasoned with salt, pepper, and a little thyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqxhjPSEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qXSNzkvNWq4/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqxhjPSEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qXSNzkvNWq4/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524626766952351810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is all packaged up and ready for delivery.  Sweet heart, I hope you're feeling better soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqyEeJcSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ETdDv-VTOlo/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqyEeJcSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ETdDv-VTOlo/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524626776326238498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqx9r7SYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZxsulCS3FDw/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKtqx9r7SYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZxsulCS3FDw/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524626774504982914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-6962711399414704101?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I signed up for the Hang 'em Dry challenge over on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.thecrunchychicken.com/2010/09/hang-em-dry-challenge.html%22%3E%3Cimg%20width:%20200px;%20height:%2092px;%22%20src=%22http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ndgSYbdkZ0/TI2tlu9fhsI/AAAAAAAADrE/ruZRr4jOKUY/s200/hangemdry2010.jpg%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22Hang%20Em%20Dry%20Challenge%202010%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E"&gt;Crunchy Chicken&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecrunchychicken.com/2010/09/hang-em-dry-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ndgSYbdkZ0/TI2tlu9fhsI/AAAAAAAADrE/ruZRr4jOKUY/s200/hangemdry2010.jpg" alt="Hang Em Dry Challenge 2010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little scared.  With three kids, the youngest wearing cloth diapers, I do a lot of laundry.  However, I'm luckier than many in that I have ample space in my basement for line drying even though I can't hang things outside our rented town house.  Here's the laundry corner in my basement.  It's not fancy, but it get's our clothes clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGvhFONbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/NHE0MHzLQ9I/s1600/008+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGvhFONbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/NHE0MHzLQ9I/s320/008+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522898300187850162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, that's a wine rack beside the utility sink.  It was a wedding present.  We have a very small town house and there was no room in the dining room.  Here's my dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGxNytHlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kKxJwT-4OS8/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGxNytHlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kKxJwT-4OS8/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522898329369648722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 22 years old, at least.  In fact, I think it may have been 22 years old when we inherited it, so that would make it closer to 25 years old now.  When my grandmothers washer kicked the bucket, they replaced the set.  We became the grateful owners of a very free, very old dryer.  I know it uses a ton of electricity, and it takes forever to dry a load of clothes.  Don't get me started on the diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've got set up for line drying.  I've got a folding drying rack, and a very long, sturdy pipe with hangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGxuTm8cI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SybTtv77oY4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGxuTm8cI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SybTtv77oY4/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522898338097590722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGyM_BpwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4Hl3WxiweIs/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKVGyM_BpwI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4Hl3WxiweIs/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522898346332759810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few times I have done line drying this has proved to be ample space for a single load of laundry.  We'll see if I need to update my system as we go.  I have a load of diapers in the washer as we speak, so they'll be first up on the drying rack tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-9068702278553197398?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My mom is a wonderful cook, and I'm thrilled any time I can re-create a dinner of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C plain yogurt or buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C flour seasoned with salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;1 lb tilapia fillets&lt;br /&gt;vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp lime zest (optional - I never have actual limes so I usually skip this and it still tastes great.  But the lime zest adds a lot of depth so use it if you have it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start by heating about 1/4 inch of oil in a cast iron pan.  Pat dry your Tilapia fillets.  Dip in yogurt and then dredge in flour.  Place in oil and fry until golden brown.  Use a fork and a spatula to gently flip the fish and brown on the other side.  Be very careful not to splash oil when you flip the fish, nothing ruins a perfectly good dinner faster than a trip to the ER for 3rd degree burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKNMMMrhnhI/AAAAAAAAAUE/I3i2EIwFcZ8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKNMMMrhnhI/AAAAAAAAAUE/I3i2EIwFcZ8/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522341340532284946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place on paper towels to drain excess oil.  For the Baja sauce, mix sour cream, mayonaise, lime juice and lime zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKNML6zp4_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/gJ4xnieyJK0/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TKNML6zp4_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/gJ4xnieyJK0/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522341335734543346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my favorite tortillas are home made, but with three kids underfoot that is often not realistic.  Second best is Chi-Chi's Whole Wheat tortillas.  They're nice and soft, and don't brake when you fold them.  I serve them 'build your own taco' style with all the condiments in bowls ready for the topping.  Serve with Baja sauce, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and of course Frank's Hot Sauce.  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And Inniswood Gardens is one of my favorites.  So when Owen was asking last week if we could go, I was more than happy to say yes!  Inniswoods is a botanical gardens.  There are no playgrounds, but still plenty for kids to do and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys ran ahead with Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GnJNUgfI/AAAAAAAAASE/xH_nzIFXuic/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GnJNUgfI/AAAAAAAAASE/xH_nzIFXuic/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521279675224326642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while Aria and I came along at our own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GnkGOnVI/AAAAAAAAASM/K_WTGb1wFJI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GnkGOnVI/AAAAAAAAASM/K_WTGb1wFJI/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521279682442337618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop is always the water tower.  There is a button on the back side that turns on the water for a couple of minutes.  The boys play in the water and use plastic slats to direct the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-Ud5z2ZjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eAEJAXamYO4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-Ud5z2ZjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eAEJAXamYO4/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521294909634930226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GpZ2RXgI/AAAAAAAAASk/lsoqQ2O1EIs/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GpZ2RXgI/AAAAAAAAASk/lsoqQ2O1EIs/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521279714050792962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite is the tree house.  It's insanely cute, and the boys have a great time climbing up in it and running across the rope bridge behind it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WF99HFTI/AAAAAAAAATc/nsGWuC-yOOY/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WF99HFTI/AAAAAAAAATc/nsGWuC-yOOY/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521296697453909298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the biggest kid is having as much fun as the little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WGRqdz9I/AAAAAAAAATk/XWDFn-MCf9E/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WGRqdz9I/AAAAAAAAATk/XWDFn-MCf9E/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521296702744416210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful garden has a Native American creation story etched into the stone pathway.  You follow the numbers around the garden and read the story as you go.  It's a beautiful story of how the wife of the Chief of the Skypeople fell through a hole in the sky to the water below, and the water creatures had to swim to the bottom of the ocean to bring up earth for her to stand on.  The earth was placed on a turtles back so the woman could have a place to stand, and that became the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-Uer85v4I/AAAAAAAAATM/7wI6uUIrNgs/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-Uer85v4I/AAAAAAAAATM/7wI6uUIrNgs/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521294923094671234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WFTd4hPI/AAAAAAAAATU/YzkjmEndZhw/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WFTd4hPI/AAAAAAAAATU/YzkjmEndZhw/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521296686048642290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gardens change with the seasons, so there is always something new to see.  Today there were mums all over, and they were the most brilliant colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UdbpEO-I/AAAAAAAAASs/3g0bADsaDv0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UdbpEO-I/AAAAAAAAASs/3g0bADsaDv0/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521294901536635874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UdhSmU-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/dEGFJcZx3dM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UdhSmU-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/dEGFJcZx3dM/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521294903053013986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the knot hedge in the herb garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GoAKq4DI/AAAAAAAAASU/iB1DUCRbuv4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GoAKq4DI/AAAAAAAAASU/iB1DUCRbuv4/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521279689977159730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is lots of open space for rolling down hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WHHvcLQI/AAAAAAAAATs/weKXH8lrODU/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-WHHvcLQI/AAAAAAAAATs/weKXH8lrODU/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521296717260795138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tons of interesting water features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GosNOqcI/AAAAAAAAASc/0555KQX7rco/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GosNOqcI/AAAAAAAAASc/0555KQX7rco/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521279701799053762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a family, we love spending time with nature, and with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UeVlLVTI/AAAAAAAAATE/_kmEuXX9w7g/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UeVlLVTI/AAAAAAAAATE/_kmEuXX9w7g/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521294917089580338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-Ud5z2ZjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eAEJAXamYO4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UdhSmU-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/dEGFJcZx3dM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-UdbpEO-I/AAAAAAAAASs/3g0bADsaDv0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GpZ2RXgI/AAAAAAAAASk/lsoqQ2O1EIs/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GosNOqcI/AAAAAAAAASc/0555KQX7rco/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GoAKq4DI/AAAAAAAAASU/iB1DUCRbuv4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GnkGOnVI/AAAAAAAAASM/K_WTGb1wFJI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJ-GnJNUgfI/AAAAAAAAASE/xH_nzIFXuic/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-3831463834274768441?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Something we all aspire to and yet rarely get around to doing.  And it's too bad, because for such a short time investment you reap huge benefits.  Meal planing saves time, money, and a great deal of sanity.  For those who have never meal planned before and may be a bit daunted by the prospect of coming up with a weeks worth of meals RIGHT NOW, I'll break down my process for you.  It's not nearly as huge a beast to tackle as you might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, take a quick look in your fridge, freezer, and pantry.  If you can plan your meals around things you already have on hand then your shopping list is that much shorter, and you've already saved money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAisyxj7I/AAAAAAAAAR8/bogz3ZxmpDU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAisyxj7I/AAAAAAAAAR8/bogz3ZxmpDU/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519373045714751410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAiLtK0aI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xvf-zKdaZDM/s1600/007+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAiLtK0aI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xvf-zKdaZDM/s320/007+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519373036832870818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my fridge I have 1-2 meals worth of turkey (depends on what I decide to do with it), lots of eggs, bacon, cheese, carrots, celery, and homemade yogurt, among other things.  In my freezer I notice a surplus of green beans, and a package of boneless skinless chicken thighs.  We'll definitely be seeing those on the meal plan this week.  And I always keep a fairly well stocked pantry of dry goods such as rice, beans, flour, onions, potatoes, sugar, spices, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have determined which leftovers from the week before need used up, and what ingredients you have on hand already, it's time to start thinking about the meals themselves.  I typically try to do my meal planning on Sunday so that I'm ready for the week, but I was working Sunday night/Monday and so I'm doing it today.  I also try to plan meals for early in the week that I have all the ingredients on hand for, so I have a little flexibility in my grocery shopping.  Nothing kills a grocery budget like running to the store at the last minute for the one thing you need for dinner and coming home $50 later with a bunch of stuff you don't really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time you can cook once and eat twice you should.  Baked chicken thighs for dinner one night can become the basis for soup, stew, sandwiches or casserole later in the week.  I can stretch that turkey for two meals if I do one soup and one casserole.  I also try to plan one meatless (or at least less meat) meal based around beans and rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to start planning those menus.  If you have something to use up but don't know how, I like www.food.com (was recipezaar) for finding new recipes.  Just make a basic plan of what to serve and when.  We'll look at our recipes in a bit to decide our shopping lists.  There are several tools you can use to organize your meal plans.  Here are two that I've used that are working for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAgwA5mMI/AAAAAAAAARc/XHS6yjZG-3g/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAgwA5mMI/AAAAAAAAARc/XHS6yjZG-3g/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519373012219566274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this nifty note pad at Target.  It gives you space to write in your meal plans with your shopping list underneath.  I like that it doesn't take up much room, and is always visible on the fridge so I can add to the list as I discover things we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAhGfUV6I/AAAAAAAAARk/ylQ6lhMDyeo/s1600/005+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAhGfUV6I/AAAAAAAAARk/ylQ6lhMDyeo/s320/005+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519373018252728226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAhiOk60I/AAAAAAAAARs/W7J0h_0aV6k/s1600/006+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJjAhiOk60I/AAAAAAAAARs/W7J0h_0aV6k/s320/006+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519373025698704194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the menu section of my Home Management Binder.  I don't use  my binder nearly as much as I wish I did, but I'm trying to make it a  part of my daily life again.  The pages are in page protectors, and you  can write with a dry erase marker.  I have two menu pages so I can start  planning next week without having to erase the week that's not quite  over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how my weeks meals are shaping up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (yesterday): We ordered wings.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:  Turkey Stew&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Turkey and Rice Casserole&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:  Baked Chicken Thighs, Roasted Green Beans&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Bean Soup with Bacon&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Dinner w/Grandparents&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Chicken Sandwiches, salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using up my turkey first since it's been in the fridge for a few days.  Also, I need to get the chicken thighs out of the freezer and into the fridge so they'll be thawed for Thursday.  I love meals that can be made all in one dish, so I haven't listed a side dish for things that include plenty of vegetables.  Both my husband and I are watching our weight, so we're trying to stay away from starchy sides and focus more on veggies and salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time go go through your recipes and make sure you have all the ingredients you need and make out your shopping list.  Looking at my list, the only thing I need to pick up is salad greens.  This is mostly because I shop according to sales and keep my fridge, freezer and pantry well stocked with things we use often.  It's partly because I get in ruts and we tend to eat the same several things over and over.  Now make up that shopping list, and sit back and relax knowing you've avoided the "What's for dinner" panic for the rest of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-1041849526576326781?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The kids have too many toys.  And with birthdays and Christmas fast approaching, I need to do something to remedy the situation ASAP!  With one child in preschool this morning, I took the opportunity to tackle the toy corner.  My problem is a combination of too many toys, and too many random parts that don't really go to any particular toy, and too many wood puzzles, which the boys never play with.  They just get dumped.  I'm the only one who has put together a wood puzzle in the past 12 months.  Here's what I was dealing with this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJPq7ma0u6I/AAAAAAAAARE/3U4kdwvU4jQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJPq7ma0u6I/AAAAAAAAARE/3U4kdwvU4jQ/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518012278105226146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJPq8MgC2yI/AAAAAAAAARM/I29xn3ubmrQ/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJPq8MgC2yI/AAAAAAAAARM/I29xn3ubmrQ/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518012288327670562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weight of the books on the bookshelf had collapsed the top shelf.  My kids idea of putting toys away is to stand at the far side of the room and heave toys with all of their might in the general direction of the toy shelves.  In this kind of chaos they can't find anything they want to play with, and sit around board while surrounded by toys.  And this is only about 1/3 of all of the toys we own.  With a plethora of loving and generous grandparents and great grandparents, these children will never want for something new to play with.  But with a 900 sq ft apartment and 5 peoples things to store, I have to let some things go.  Two hours, 1 trash bag, and 2 good will boxes later and we have this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJPq9XVD_TI/AAAAAAAAARU/4EQ3aLc9Chc/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/TJPq9XVD_TI/AAAAAAAAARU/4EQ3aLc9Chc/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518012308414266674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still need to tackle the other 2/3 of our toys that are waiting rotation in the basement, but this makes such a huge difference in the livability of our living room.  I love before/after photos and posts.  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Between meeting the needs of a preschooler and a toddler, and nursing a constantly hungry newborn, I'm finding less and less time to cook.  Add to that the fact that I'm not working this month (unpaid maternity leave) and both Brad and I are trying to start losing the baby weight, ordering in or going out is not really a good option either.  Let me introduce you to one of my favorite kitchen appliances:  my Crock Pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v38J_CBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5sJTB2YYBH4/s1600-h/100_3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v38J_CBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5sJTB2YYBH4/s320/100_3450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426608714092054546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crock pot is not glamorous.  It is not new.  It has definitely seen better days, and the lid used to have a handle.  This is not due to lack of respect or a history of abuse.  No, my crock pot is just showing wear much the same way my 4 year old's beloved teddy bear is starting to look a little ragged around the edges.  But a few trips through the washing machine have done little to lessen the attachment of my son to his bear, and the lack of a lid handle simply lends character to my hard working crock pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the baby is crying and the kids are screaming and the cat has puked on the carpet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, it's a comforting thought that dinner is cooking away with little to no effort on my part and when Brad gets home from work all that needs done is to dish it up.  I also make my crock pot work double duty by cooking up large batches of dinners at a time and either freezing for a no-brainer dinner later, or keeping in the fridge for easy lunches and snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started with about a 5 lb package of boneless skinless chicken breast.  I only buy these when they go on sale for less than $1.99/lb.  Otherwise I get whole chickens to roast and make &lt;a href="http://homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/miracle-cure.html"&gt;broth&lt;/a&gt;.  I trimmed all of the fat from the whole package of chicken, placed them in the crock pot and generously seasoned with salt and pepper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v3t5-WwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GayAW4O2cGQ/s1600-h/100_3451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v3t5-WwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GayAW4O2cGQ/s320/100_3451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426608710266804994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times I use a little poultry seasoning or rubbed thyme, but mostly I keep it simple since I'll be using this chicken in all sorts of different recipes.  I add about an inch of broth to the crock pot so it doesn't dry out, and set it on high for about 4 hours.  If you need it to cook longer, you can set it on low for 6-8 hours, and it should be done when you get home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 hours, you end up with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v3ZcHbdI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dR6s_AeDcdY/s1600-h/100_3452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v3ZcHbdI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dR6s_AeDcdY/s320/100_3452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426608704772861394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fall apart tender, fork shreddable, juicy, tasty chicken! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v22BpdjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OobmDzJeMr0/s1600-h/100_3457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S08v22BpdjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OobmDzJeMr0/s320/100_3457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426608695266604594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chicken now has the possibility to become: soup, burritos, stir fry, sandwiches, salad, lunches for Brad to take to work, cashew chicken, quesadillas, just about anything.  Being already cooked, it makes dinner come together in a matter of minutes.  Which is some times all the time I have between marathon nursing sessions that the baby likes to start right around 4:00 and continue up until bedtime.  Hey, at least she sleeps at night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-900605491193983442?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;Aria’s Birth Story:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A lesson in relinquishing control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With Connor’s birth being so fast and furious, I was incredibly paranoid the whole last month of not recognizing labor in time and the midwife missing it entirely.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also had a lot of intuitive feelings which I did recognize as most likely wishful thinking about the baby arriving a little early (Owen was a week late, and Connor came on his due date).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With Christmas fast approaching, the earlier this baby was born the more likely I’d feel up for attending family functions and Christmas activities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’d been contracting off and on for weeks, and had had my midwife and doula on high alert two or three times already.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On Sunday evening, Dec 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, I started having contractions again, about 10 minutes apart, for a couple of hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kathy, my midwife, told me to drink a glass of Gatorade, take a bath, and call her back if things changed at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well the bath calmed things down and I went to bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up at about &lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="0"&gt;12:30 am&lt;/st1:time&gt; with contractions 5 minutes apart, and pretty darn serious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up Brad and had him make up the bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I called Kathy, but she wasn’t convinced this was the real thing yet, and felt I was probably still doing some preparatory work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With Connor’s 3.5 hour birth seared in my memory, and Kathy living an hour away, I finally called her back at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="14"&gt;2:00&lt;/st1:time&gt; and asked her to come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also called Kim, my doula, who had woken up about 20 minutes earlier thinking about me and was waiting for my call.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a beautiful night for the middle of December, and we walked around the apartment complex for a while, and sat on the birth ball for a while.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Kathy arrived she checked me and I was at a 3, but not very effaced and still firm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She still thought it might be early, but I was pretty convinced this was it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By &lt;st1:time hour="7" minute="0"&gt;7:00am&lt;/st1:time&gt; I was very tired, having gotten no sleep all night, and alternating sitting on the birth ball and walking around the apartment complex.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kathy suggested I try to lay down and if I was able to sleep at all, they would sneak out, and I should call them back if things started to pick up again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Disappointed, but very tired, I went to bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I slept off and on for about two hours, when contractions started picking up again in intensity and frequency and I really couldn’t sleep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got up around &lt;st1:time hour="9" minute="0"&gt;9:00&lt;/st1:time&gt; and sat on the birth ball, reading online and timing contractions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="0"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt;, I was again convinced that this was it, and called my birth team again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone came back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kim had gone straight to work from my house that morning, so she had had no sleep at all, and Kathy had an hour drive home and about an hour and a half of sleep before heading back my way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After only &lt;st1:time hour="14" minute="0"&gt;2ish&lt;/st1:time&gt; hours of sleep myself, I was still tired, but wanted so badly to meet this baby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At about &lt;st1:time hour="14" minute="30"&gt;2:30&lt;/st1:time&gt;, Kathy checked me again, and I was still at a 3. 14 hours after calling her the first time, I had made zero progress.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was devastated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kathy asked if I was able to let go of the idea of having this baby today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I nodded, and sniffled, and wiped some tears from my face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kathy and Kim both said to go ahead and cry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s been hard work, and sometimes letting go and having a good cry can help things along.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I cried.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brad held me while I sobbed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was embarrassed for having called everyone too early, and for not knowing real labor from prodromal even though it was my third baby and second natural birth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was exhausted from the previous 14 hours of work that led to no progress, and I was so very disappointed that I was not moments away from holding my daughter like I thought I should be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I ran out of tears, Kathy told Brad and I to have a nice dinner out just the two of us, and to get a good night’s sleep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Baby would come when she was ready, and not a moment sooner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sniffed and nodded and blew my nose, and my birth team went home…again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I took a nap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When my neighbor got home from work that evening we asked her to watch the boys so we could get out of the house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had my heart set on Spagio’s lobster bisque and brie pizza.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got to the restaurant, we discovered that Spagio’s is closed on Mondays.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I knew this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had run into this very problem before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But of course it never crossed my mind on the way there, and my heart sank as we approached the darkened entrance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stood there in front of the locked doors trying very hard not to cry again, and thinking desperately of another restaurant that sounded remotely appetizing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brad suggested steak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It didn’t sound as good as lobster bisque, but it sounded better than going home and making macaroni and cheese, so we went to Texas Roadhouse and had a filet and mashed potatoes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was very good, and we had a nice time, even though it wasn’t the bisque I was longing for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I continued having pretty intense contractions throughout the evening, but they were much farther apart then they had been.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we got home I went to bed while Brad got the boys from the neighbors and did their bedtime routine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I slept better that night then I had in 3 months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke the next morning at about &lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="0"&gt;6:00&lt;/st1:time&gt;, again with contractions too intense to sleep through and close enough together to make me thing that this could be the real deal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I timed contractions for about an hour.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was pretty sure this was it, but still dubious due to my previous history of crying “wolf”, so I took myself up to the bathroom for a self check.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could tell at once that my cervix was much softer, easier to reach, and there had definitely been progress.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I called my birth team out again, for the third time in less than two days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kim arrived, followed shortly by Mandy, Kathy’s new apprentice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I put my birth music on the computer, and sat on the birth ball.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brad was a wonderful support, rubbing my back and bringing me drinks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Kathy arrived, I could tell she was still slightly skeptical, as I was chatting easily between contractions, and focused but very relaxed during them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But she is a dear, and didn’t say anything about it, just unpacked her gear and listened to the baby with the Doppler and let me go on about my business.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The contractions were getting longer and stronger, but remaining about 5 minutes apart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not really sure on the frequency, I had given up timing them quite a while ago.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At around &lt;st1:time hour="10" minute="0"&gt;10:00&lt;/st1:time&gt;, I started feeling a little pushy at the peak of some of the stronger contractions, and I mentioned this to Kathy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She checked me again, and I was at 9 cm, so we went upstairs to the bedroom where Brad had double made the bed with a layer of plastic between the nice sheets and the old ones.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Someone had brought up the birth ball, so after a few contractions leaning against the dresser I felt like I had been making better progress sitting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sat back down on the birth ball, but that first contraction resulted in a major hip cramp, so I nixed that idea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent the next few contractions trying to find a position that was comfortable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tried leaning on the bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tried squatting holding onto the bed – that hurt a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tried kneeling on the bed with my upper body supported on a stack of pillows but felt like I couldn’t really relax my legs and bottom that way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I ended up with Brad sitting against the headboard, and me sitting between his legs and leaning back against him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could relax my body and let the contractions work, and I had really wanted to be in a position where I could catch the baby myself, and this would work well for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5n8US7wI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Y_lpTEw9Lr8/s1600-h/100_3155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5n8US7wI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Y_lpTEw9Lr8/s320/100_3155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141690745941762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pushing this baby out was very different than when Connor was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With Connor I spent the 5 minute ride to the hospital trying desperately *not* to push, and he was born anyway, with almost no conscious effort on my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pushing this baby out was hard work, and crowning was painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Upon checking her notes Kim said I was only pushing for about 8 minutes, but it felt like a lot longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Brad was really helpful while I was pushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He rubbed my arms and stroked my hair between contractions, and during contractions he held me tight and was very grounding, giving me something to anchor against as I pushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My water broke only a couple of minutes before the baby was born with a huge pop and a gush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I felt the baby’s head move down, I was able to reach down and feel her crowning, and once I pushed the head out the rest of her body followed easily and I caught her and lifted her to my tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5nvehXiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_hhjRcnLfKM/s1600-h/100_3166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5nvehXiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_hhjRcnLfKM/s320/100_3166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141687299169826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5nLq9KvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xZ8nF40hiek/s1600-h/100_3176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5nLq9KvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xZ8nF40hiek/s320/100_3176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141677687646962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;She wasn’t crying, but she was squirming and cooing and Kathy assured me that she was fine, just rub her back and talk to her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The placenta delivered shortly after.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Within about 10 minutes Aria was making smacking and sucking noises, so I put her to my breast and she latched right on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5msnKUPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/80ZVK4SyC3c/s1600-h/100_3181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5msnKUPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/80ZVK4SyC3c/s320/100_3181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141669350232306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Brad cut the cord.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kathy, Kim and Mandy went downstairs then to inspect the placenta and let Brad and I have some alone time with the newest member of our family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Aria was absolutely perfect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At 6 lbs 11 oz she was the smallest of my three babies, and every tiny bit of her was exquisitely beautiful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After a few wonderful hours, Mandy drew an herbal bath for me and the baby, and then they did the newborn exam, cleaned up all the birth supplies, started a load of laundry, tucked me and the baby into a nice clean bed, and left us to revel in the bliss of a tiny new life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everything about Arias birth was so peaceful and perfect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After Connor’s rocket like entrance into the world, I had some pretty definite ideas about how this birth should go, but it wasn’t until I let go of my preconceptions and let the baby take over that things began to get underway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Aria Elizabeth Martin was born at &lt;st1:time hour="10" minute="34"&gt;10:34  am&lt;/st1:time&gt; on Tuesday, December 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;6lbs 11oz, and 20 inches long, and I am madly in love with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/S0n5mQH23KI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6r3l30fvuSo/s1600-h/100_3194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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My baby just turned 4, and my newborn just turned 2.  My boys are getting so big.  And so am I!  We're getting down to the wire, with only about 5 weeks left before baby girl makes her arrival.  I know I haven't blogged in about 7 months, but it's not because I haven't been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden this year was an exercise in futility.  As soon as I got pregnant, the mere thought of eating anything green sent me running straight for the porcelain god, so my garden went largely untended, and my good neighbors made use of what little it did produce.  So I spent my summer sewing, knitting, crocheting, and puking.  Here's a little of what I accomplished while avoiding my garden:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8krZI8IJI/AAAAAAAAANY/O96Qs0lv7MM/s1600-h/100_3104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8krZI8IJI/AAAAAAAAANY/O96Qs0lv7MM/s320/100_3104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404078405769240722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first think I knit for the new baby, before we knew if we were having a boy or a girl.  This will be the first thing she wears.  This yarn is so soft, it's a lambswool/angora/cotton blend and absolutely lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8ksL1vqDI/AAAAAAAAANo/eJqjc_alifc/s1600-h/100_3100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8ksL1vqDI/AAAAAAAAANo/eJqjc_alifc/s320/100_3100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404078419378939954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8krsXbnvI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kcs-AhOOjeU/s1600-h/100_3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8krsXbnvI/AAAAAAAAANg/Kcs-AhOOjeU/s320/100_3102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404078410930298610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These longies are from the LTK Picky Pants pattern.  My all time favorite longies pattern ever.  The pocket on the back has a cabled owl, it was so cute I had to knit it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8ksu4r0-I/AAAAAAAAANw/XY_E_EPAfqg/s1600-h/100_3099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8ksu4r0-I/AAAAAAAAANw/XY_E_EPAfqg/s320/100_3099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404078428786512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first ever skirty.  This pattern used a really neat technique for attaching the skirt ruffle.  It's done with yarnovers instead of picking up stitches, so it attaches seamlessly and has the same amount of give as the rest of the soaker.  The hearts are duplicate stitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8ks_T7-fI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mPewKG9Ojk8/s1600-h/100_3097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8ks_T7-fI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mPewKG9Ojk8/s320/100_3097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404078433195784690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White recycled fleece diaper cover.  This was from a thin fleece pullover, so it's two layers bound in FOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nDsDRtdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/p6fSVHG4I-I/s1600-h/100_3095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nDsDRtdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/p6fSVHG4I-I/s320/100_3095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404081022185878994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green soaker from the Curly Purly pattern.  I love this yarn too, very soft wool.  I'm afraid it's going to felt pretty badley just based on the feel of working with it, but hey, it's a diaper cover.  So it's not a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nDw86gWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/U72C6aiJhmE/s1600-h/100_3094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nDw86gWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/U72C6aiJhmE/s320/100_3094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404081023501369698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nEZaKXZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bHODl6DA_90/s1600-h/100_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nEZaKXZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bHODl6DA_90/s320/100_3092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404081034361462162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some newborn fitted diapers.  The white ones are bamboo velour inside and out, the others are cotton thermal outers and cotton velour inners.  These are my own pattern, and if my sister ever sends me the dozen I made for her baby back in February, we'll be all set for our newborn diapering needs.  Once baby outgrows these we'll switch to prefolds and covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nEnOEtII/AAAAAAAAAOY/t8lUOb4HGSY/s1600-h/100_3091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nEnOEtII/AAAAAAAAAOY/t8lUOb4HGSY/s320/100_3091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404081038068855938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some new wetbags.  Two full sized drawstring bags for home laundry, and two travel sized zippered bags for the diaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nEy4QXHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/X7-Ux3gMF9o/s1600-h/100_3090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8nEy4QXHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/X7-Ux3gMF9o/s320/100_3090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404081041198570610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The baby blanket!  I've crocheted a baby blanket for each child as soon as we found out the gender.  With two boys already, it was fun to do something lacy and pink for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8rjcmbUdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ws9JYII5BZE/s1600-h/100_3082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8rjcmbUdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ws9JYII5BZE/s320/100_3082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404085965840667090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8rjDqP2VI/AAAAAAAAAOw/15aDQ15otbo/s1600-h/100_3084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8rjDqP2VI/AAAAAAAAAOw/15aDQ15otbo/s320/100_3084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404085959145806162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a cute little holiday outfit for her.  She better make an appearance before Christmas, or I'm going to be a very big, very grumpy mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8riknGPMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/YFapuJSS4JI/s1600-h/100_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/Sv8riknGPMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/YFapuJSS4JI/s320/100_3088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404085950811094210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one last little outfit.  The pants are my own pattern, and I love how they turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things are pretty much put together for this birth.  We're just playing the waiting game now.  I'm trying to get most of my Christmas shopping done before Thanksgiving, just in case.  The holidays are full of so many fun activities, hopefully I'll be a little more active on this blog, at least until the baby is born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-4592744322236819007?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I built and planted my garden!  Now I only have all summer to keep it from drying out and dieing like my tomato plants did last year.  I built a box out of 2x10 boards, filled it with dirt, laid out my grid, and planted my square foot garden.  My box is 5x5 instead of the recommended 4x4 to allow room for a border of marigolds.  Marigolds are pretty, and I've been told they keep the bunnies out of your garden.  Now that we're past the reasonable expectation of frost (although Columbus's official frost free date isn't until May 15 or something ridiculous like that), I'll be getting the flowers in soon.  Maybe next weekend.  Or tomorrow.  We'll see.  Currently my garden contains: peas, carrots, spinach, kale, and lettuce.  I have two empty squares for tomatoes, and I'll probably put two more tomato plants into the same pots I had last year, and hope for a better outcome.  I also have four more empty squares.  I'll probably get some herbs to put there from the farmers market when it opens in May.  I may also save a square for one of my neighbors to put in some beets.  It is a community back yard, so the least I can do is share some garden space with my neighbors who have all agreed not to complain to property management about my garden box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My peas are looking great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdYrVa4gEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/j_yH5MShRfg/s1600-h/100_2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdYrVa4gEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/j_yH5MShRfg/s400/100_2849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826185523789890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdYrtEJIFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VxTyghB0Sqc/s1600-h/100_2850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdYrtEJIFI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VxTyghB0Sqc/s400/100_2850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826191870861394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My carrots are hard to see, because I just thinned them so they have all the space they need to grow big and fat and sweet.  These will be &lt;a href="http://www.seedsavers.org/Details.aspx?itemNo=1190"&gt;dragon carrots&lt;/a&gt;.  I thought the purple looked really cool.  I may try another variety when these are harvested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdYr7LxH0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/yUa9UKTkMOw/s1600-h/100_2851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdYr7LxH0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/yUa9UKTkMOw/s400/100_2851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329826195660939074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is my spinach.  It's also doing very well, and I just thinned it down to 9 plants in a square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdZhSTOkgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nG7PF1JvXLk/s1600-h/100_2852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3MD-K34mD6o/SfdZhSTOkgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nG7PF1JvXLk/s400/100_2852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329827112399311362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm worried about my Kale.  So far, I don't see anything in my two kale squares that looks like I planted it there.  I may have to try again.  My lettuce is looking good, but there are only 4 per square, and they're pretty small, so I didn't bother to take a picture.  I'll get more pictures as the plants get bigger, and hopefully share how much harvest I get from my little square foot garden.  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(If this is also your recipe, well then great minds think alike because I swear I came up with this on my own in my mothers kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update with pictures later if I can find my camera before the cookies are eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last September I was visiting family in Colorado.  I had flown out with just the boys, since my husband couldn't get the time off work.  Our stay was extend by several days due to the unfortunate timing of a case of the chickenpox, leaving the boys and I stranded at my parents house while they took off for a vacation they had planned months ago to coincide with my leaving for home.  So there I was with two sick kids, my mothers gorgeous kitchen at my complete disposal, and absolutely nothing to do.  I decided it was a perfect time to make cookies.  I got out the chocolate chips, read through the recipe on the back, and started gathering ingredients.  Peering into the fridge, I encountered only a single lonely stick of butter.  The recipe of course calls for two.  What to do?  I suppose I could have just made a half a batch of cookies, but honestly, at the time it never even crossed my mind.  So I racked my brain and scoured the kitchen for something to replace that missing stick of butter.  No, oil didn't cross my mind either.  However, my mom had about 5 bricks of cream cheese in the fridge, and I thought that would do the trick.  The one other major modification to your typical chocolate chip recipe is that this one does not contain eggs.  The reason for this is twofold.  First, as I was baking and simultaneously tending to two sick kiddos, I forgot to add them in.  The cookies came out great, and upon subsequent experiments I decided I liked the egg-free version better anyway.  Second, the cookies are now bowl-licking safe for munchkins, and no salmonella risk to worry about.  Since I'm sure very few of you really care how the recipe came about, thank you for bearing with me thus far and without further ado, the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350*&lt;br /&gt;Using your stand mixer, cream together:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C (1 stick) butter&lt;br /&gt;1 (8oz) brick of cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;3/4 C granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 C packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small bowl, combine:&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 C flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly add dry mixture to butter/sugar mixture, beating well after each addition.  Stir in 1 C chocolate chips.  Place by rounded spoonful onto ungreased cookie sheets.  Bake for 9 minutes.  Cool on wire rack.  Try not to eat them all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first attempts were with regular white flour and normal sugar, and they were delicious.  I have since made the recipe substituting 100% whole wheat flour and Sucanat (unrefined sugar) for part or all of the flour and sugar in the recipe with terrific results.  This most recent batch was all whole wheat flour and all Sucanat.  My kids are used to eating whole wheat, so they didn't even notice, but I bet you could sub up to half of the flour with WW without the munchkins noticing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3089511224561182297-3787182670582990708?l=homesteadinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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