Thursday, December 22, 2011
Me: "Since we're both running, we'll be there soon."
Isabel: "Mommy, I'm running. You're just walking."
Nothing gets past her.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
To get back into the swing, I'm posting a simple recipe that Danielle Jones recommended.
Easy, creamy tomato soup
4 cups canned crushed tomatoes
12 fresh basil leaves
1 cup heavy cream (or half and half)
1 stick (1/4 lb) of unsalted butter
Salt to taste
¼ teaspoon cracked black pepper
Simmer tomatoes in saucepan for 30 minutes. Puree, with the basil leaves, in small batches, in blender or food processor, or use immersion blender. I swear by mine. Another great Christmas gift given to me by Miguel If you don't have one, go buy one. Now.
Return to saucepan and add cream, butter, salt and pepper while stirring over low heat. Garnish with basil leaves and serve with your favorite bread.
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
I had to laugh. Ok, I was a little hurt, but really, does she even know what that means?!
Yesterday, we went to my grandfather's for the first time since Miguel painted our bedrooms. I took Isabel into her PURPLE room. She got a huge smile and started giggling. Without skipping a beat she said, "But where's my PINK room?"
I knew it. I knew it. She'd never fall for the purple room. We're bribing her with pink accents. Because, honestly, who can handle an all-bubblegum-pink room?!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
excellent. Yes, lady in the stall next to me. I am nakie, indeed.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Isabel loves to take her shoes off in the car. I don't care. Go ahead. Not fighting that battle. Today, she says to me, "Mom, I'm taking my shoes off....my toes are freezin' hot!" Right concept, wrong adjective.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Isabel: "I need more candy."
(then immediately sits on the potty and goes pee-pee.)
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Today in children's church, we were singing, "Jesus loves the little children." Because we're delinquent parents, Isabel does not know this song. yet. So she was attempting to fake it. You know, sing the line a second behind everyone else, so it sounds like you know your stuff. We're going along as planned, singing...."all the children of the world. Red and yellow black and white..."
Isabel yells out, "AND PINK!"
Yes, Isabel. Jesus loves those little pink kids, too. Way to show the class that you really have NO clue.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
“His way was much rougher and darker than mine
Did Christ, my Lord, suffer, and shall I repine?”
Take courage! Royal feet have left a blood-red track upon the road, and consecrated the thorny path forever.
--From Morning and Evening, C.H. Spurgeon
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Morning by morning I wake up to find
the power and comfort of God's hand in mine.
Season by season I watch him amazed, in
awe of the mystery of his perfect ways
All I have need of his hand will provide.
He's always been faithful to me
I can't remember a trial or a pain he did
not recycle to bring me gain. I can't
remember one single regret in serving
God only and trusting his hand
This is my anthem, this is my song, the
theme of the stories I've heard for so long.
God has been faithful, he will be again.
His loving compassion, it knows no end.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.