Great Read for Today

Denise’s post “I am not the Enemy” reminds us that we parents are the ones responsible for our children–not their teachers, not their coaches, not their catechists, not their doctors, not the local in-school birth-control clinic.

It is time for parents to understand that being in the driver’s seat as a parent means more than just sitting behind the wheel of the minivan. It is time for institutions to abandon their adversarial stance towards parents. They are to cooperate with my agenda for my child, not fight it. No one loves my child more than I do. I am not the enemy. I am the parent.

Read the whole thing. And don’t be afraid to take back your kids. They’re your kids.

A Kitchen Meme!

How could I resist? I love memes, and I love kitchens. So Milehimama tagged just the right person for this one: 8 Random Things About My Kitchen. However, I don’t think I’ll be able to top the picture she used to illustrate her post.

I’ll have to make do with this one:
1. My collection of over 100 cookbooks (there are more in the dining room that didn’t fit on this shelf). You can never have too many cookbooks, despite what TheDad thinks.

2. We don’t eat in our kitchen. Once Little Brother outgrew the high chair (liberating the corner for my fabulous cookbook shelf) we couldn’t all fit at the small kitchen table. So now we eat all our meals in the dining room and have nearly completed our mission to ruin the carpet in there.

3. My kitchen table belonged to my Granma Josie. My parents had given it to her, and I know she spent many hours there each day. Her kitchen was her headquarters. It’s where she cooked, baked, did crossword puzzles, prayed and visited with her grandchildren. After she passed away, my dad asked me if I wanted the table. I like to bake here too.

4. That cool recipe box/cookbook holder was made by one of my mom’s students when she taught at a technical high school.

5. I like to reorganize my kitchen cabinets and counters. I promised TheDad that I wouldn’t relocate any of the stuff he needs to know how to find: skillets, his coffee, dishes and silverware. As for the rest of it, he never notices.

6. My toaster oven is a nice big one, to replace the small one that Big Brother burned to a crisp in a quest to scorch his toast (helpful hint: do not double-toast your toast when it’s on the darkest setting. It WILL catch on fire.) This toaster oven has been on fire too, but since it’s bigger, there was no damage to the oven. Bread flambe is pretty dramatic, though. And the birds around here are too proud to eat it, so it will languish in the garden for weeks.

7. Two things you could never convince me to live without in a kitchen: a gas stove, and an extra-deep sink.

8. And because I am completely incapable of cooking without making a mess all over the kitchen AND myself, it’s important to keep some of these around too:
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Who wants to play? Consider yourself TAGGED!

More Wishful Thinking

The Mom-imposed rule in our house is “no video games on school days until After Dinner.” This presumes that homework is done Before Dinner.

Little Brother is honing his creativity by trying to find ways around this rule. Here’s today’s gem:

“Mommy, since we have a new principal at school, I can play video games Before Dinner.”

Mean Mommy didn’t fall for it.

What Kind of Reader Are You?

What Kind of Reader Are You?

Your Result: Dedicated Reader

You are always trying to find the time to get back to your book. You are convinced that the world would be a much better place if only everyone read more.

Book Snob
Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm
Literate Good Citizen
Fad Reader
Non-Reader
What Kind of Reader Are You?
Create Your Own Quiz

I love the last question about the bookshelves: my floor probably IS sagging from the weight.

Feast of St. Luke, Evangelist


Father Altier’s homily on Saint Luke really hits home with me. As a parent, this is what I want to teach my children to do. This is the kind of example I hope I am setting for them, even in little ways.

Our part, then, is to learn from the disciples of the Lord because we are His disciples today, and we have to learn what He did with them and we have to learn to do what they did. The Lord sent them out as sheep among wolves. That is certainly the case today for anyone who wants to bring the Gospel into this world. Even with that, we need to continue to bring the Gospel message to as many people as we can and to have the courage to stand alone because we know that what we are preaching is truth.

Via ukok.

What’s for Dinner?

I made soup without a recipe tonight and it was fabulous!

I wrote down the recipe so I won’t forget what I did. Here it is: Scarborough Fair Chicken Soup. Had to name it after the seasonings I added! (And I will freely admit adding sage, which I wouldn’t have done, just so all the seasonings in the song were named. Yes, I’m weird like that.)

Soup with some simple dinner rolls made a delicious, easy dinner.

Wishful Thinking

Little Brother was eating a bowl of cereal and grooving to a Veggie Tales CD while I packed his lunch this morning. I don’t usually encourage dancing while chewing, but it was entertaining, so I let it go.

When I asked him if he wanted some “Goldfish” crackers for a snack, he didn’t even stop dancing. He just pointed into his cereal bowl.

(For the record, the crackers went into the lunchbox.)

How Cool Is This?

What a wonderful prolife effort at my alma mater:

At-risk moms find ‘BFFs’ at Notre Dame

In my Very Part-Time Work as a homebound tutor, I have had the opportunity to work with at least five girls who gave birth as high school students and kept their babies. They had varying degrees of family support. I know that there was more going on during some of those tutoring sessions than discussions of Shakespeare, geometry, and history. One young mom in particular would ask me all kinds of questions about baby care, breastfeeding, and her own recovery-from-childbirth process. Every once in a while I run into her. The little baby who spat up all over me while her mom took a test on Othello is now about 9 years old. Her mom and dad eventually married and she has a little brother. I hope that in the weeks I spent tutoring her mom, I helped to make an impact that was more than academic.

If they had one of those ‘BFF’ programs around here, I’d join. Young women who choose to keep their babies rather than abort them need support that goes beyond those first few weeks.

Check It Out!

Lindsey announces the new edition of Escape Adulthood magazine, themed “Finding Balance.” You can download a free PDF here. Among the articles are a very good one called “Balancing Act” and Lindsey’s take on the “to-do list.”
The download is free and the articles are definitely worth a read. Enjoy!
One excellent line in the “Balancing Act” article: “say no to the good in order to say yes to the great.” Chew on THAT for a while and see where it leads you!

Holiness, Little Brother Style

Little Brother has yet to learn the virtue of moderation when it comes to holy water. Apparently he believes that in this case, more is always better.
Yesterday on our way out of church, I watched him dunk his whole hand into the holy-water font and then run it over his hair on the way to his forehead before continuing with the sign of the cross. His head was really wet, and so was his shirt. (Big Brother thought this was really funny.)
Being a little boy with a conveniently-located head, he finds himself in the position to have his head rubbed a lot. It’s much nicer after a fresh haircut, but TheDad and I like to rub his head anytime. He likes it too. After dinner tonight, he was hanging around my chair and I rubbed his head for a second until I noticed something a little damp in his hair.
“Do I want to know what’s in his hair?” I asked.
Big Brother answered, “It’s probably holy water.”