Sunday, January 29, 2012

Pretty Pink Pancakes

One of the few things Trevor WILL eat, and they both LOVE to eat are pancakes. I'm always trying to figure out how I can cram more nutrition in their food. I add flax meal, wheat germ {before we knew of Bailey's allergy}, cinnamon for flava flave, applesauce {all natural}. I own Jessica Seinfelds book, "Deceptively Delicious" and a couple of years ago she inspired me to start putting veggie and fruit purees in their food. While I have tried some of the recipes and they are pretty dang good, {particularly the Quesadillas, we flipping love them} most of the time I just add the purees in whatever I'm fixing, but I'll admit, it's been a while.

Look how pretty and rich that color is.

The other night, I got gutsy and put beet puree {you heard me} in their pancakes. For some reason Bailey's turned out purple {probably bc the gluten free mix makes less batter}, but that's her favorite color anyway. Neither of them tasted a difference. Bailey said they were good... she likes vegan cheese, though, so let's be honest, we can't trust her sense of taste.

Anyway, I added 1/4 cup beet puree. Beets are great for fiber, Vitamin C, Magnesium, Potassium, Folate and Manganese AND they make a GREAT natural food coloring. There you go people. Underwhelming, isn't it?

Friday, January 20, 2012

Progress what my sweet sweet girl has made. Lots of it! We've been pretty strictly on the Gluten Free/Casein Free diet for a few months now. The change is definitely noticeable. That's not to say that we don't have rough days or mood swings... we most definitely do, but what kid, or adult for that matter doesn't?

It brings me to tears. Seriously, I'm choked up right now. I picked her up from school early today to go have a surprise lunch with Jeffrey's parents and the kids {it was great to see them! & THANK YOU, Chic-fil-a for having a GF/CF kids meal option, I heart you.}

Anyhow, I picked her up and she had a surprise! Her teacher has been cracking down on the kids lately to restore order. How she manages those kids, is beyond me... I might would shoot myself... They are really sweet kids, I'm just not a patient person. I heart her too, Bailey is seriously SO lucky to have her as a teacher, AMAZING I tell you. I really wish she would follow her through every grade level.

Sidetracked again... woops. This week she started a "Star Student of the Week" and she picked Bailey! She has had a really good week, and many more really good days at school. So she has this backpack that has an Arthur {the cartoon} doll, book, memory game, and a counting game. There is a folder in there where we can draw pictures and write about the adventures Arthur has with us this weekend. It's very exciting stuff. I know you're jealous, stop lying to yourself.

So that noticeable difference... here are some of the changes we've seen:

  • increase in appetite {holy moly, she eats more than me now, and I am not kidding! She is currently eating another lunch... in addition to the one she had 3 hours ago.}
  • self-calming- she is able to stop a freak out and at least try to calm herself down by breathing, or counting or what not.
  • focus- for example, we counted bears for each card {11} in the arthur packet... it took a good 10 minutes or so and then we counted EACH bear as we put it back in the bag.... she counted up into the 30's... I didn't even know she could do that! I didn't freak out and lose my temper, she was right on key focusing and was easily redirected when she got distracted. 
  • obedience/following directions- I have heard a lot of okays and yes ma'am's lately, without arguing.. I seriously have to go in the other room with bug eyes and my mouth open, I really can't believe it. 
I know there were a lot of skeptics {myself included} but I'm here to tell you, that if your kid in fact does have a sensitivity to Gluten or Casein {or any food} this needs to be tried. Personally, it can be a huge pain in the rear, and is expensive and a big adjustment... so I would get a blood test first, to be sure it would even help... but that's just me. In our case it's made a world of difference. It took a month or so to notice, but it's definitely noticeable now. Jesus loves us, and my sanity... let's be honest, there wasn't much of that to begin with! 

Now we just have to work on Trevor's gut! He is Casein/Soy sensitive. Good thing they put soy in EVERYTHING. I guess it's a blessing he only eats about 6 foods. He's on digestive enzymes, probiotics, and a strictly Soy/Casein free diet for the next month, if there is no change in his gut he has the privilege of visiting a GI specialist... let's pray for change... I'm 99% sure I don't have it in me to get all those tests done on him. 

Callen can't have Casein or Soy either... that's all we know of so far. OH, the joy. 

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Terribly Two.

Oh my. Where has the time gone? Trevor turned TWO years old last week, and Callen turned 7 MONTHS OLD.

I was going to do a big monster bash. I made these {pardon me for patting myself on the back here...} super cute invitations.

I loved the way they turned out. I was going to make coordinating banners, etc.... I just didn't. Honestly, I didn't want to do a whole lot of anything. What a great mom, huh? Didn't even want to make a cake or a banner... so sad. I just have ZERO motivation right now... good thing I've been talking up Bailey's purple princess party to her for the past 6 months. I guess I'm going to have to actually DO that party.

Here are some highlights from Trevor's little birthday party. It was small and simple.... not usual for me. I am just not motivated to mess with it right now... especially when he won't remember. My mom ended up finishing the cake so I could get a couple of other things ready. We ran out of green food coloring, so it didn't get all the way around, but I think it turned out alright anyway. I found a similar cake on Pinterest that I had in mind, but I wanted to make a few changes to it, but I ran out of time. C'est Lavie.

Here you go.
I found this idea on Pinterest from a blog, but she did just two eyes. I let Bailey have free reign with this.... she had fun, and was kept busy! 

The lolipops were going to be dipped in candy melts to look like eyes, but it just didn't happen. So I put googley eyes on them and called it done. I thought they were just as cute like this. 

 Cheeese! {I told him no cake if he didn't smile, no lie.}

Grammy was so sweet and brought Bailey some cute Valentines Day hair clips. 

It literally took about 10 takes for me to get a picture of him blowing out the candle.... he kept doing it too fast! 

Thursday, January 12, 2012


{Those are Trev's grubby little hands hijacking my smoothie as I try to snap a shot for you... little stinker, he's an opportunist.}

So, back in the day.... in high school {which apparently, this year is 10 YEARS, and I'm officially old} I worked at a small health food store. Much of my knowledge has since left, but we also had a smoothie bar. The recipes they came up with were SO stinking good. I have still yet to find a smoothie place that matches them. Unfortunately, I guess I didn't think to write some of those recipes down for later use {I was down with the owner, and they weren't patented anyway...} But I recently think I came up with a pretty dang good Mango Smoothie recipes.

I. Love. Mangoes.

So here is the best I can do to give you a "recipe" even though I didn't really measure....

3/4 a glass of ice
1 small can of Kern's Mango Nectar.
probably 1/2-3/4 a cup frozen mango
1/2 banana
1/2ish a small can of pineapple {and a tbsp or so of juice}
1 packet of stevia
a good handful of spinach {and if I had any flax meal, I'd toss some of that in too, but I don't}

puree it into smoothiness.


I just finished mine, and now I'm sad.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

What do you do all day?

My cousin {18} asked me that the other night, sincerely, because she wanted to know... she wasn't being a smart butt.

I honestly, didn't know what to say. How do you summarize a day your crazy, sporadic life? I didn't know where to start. Jeffrey jumped in and started listing things. I was grateful. I definitely am not an "on the spot" kind of answerer. Answerer, you heard me. I freeze. It's awful. Then about 30 minutes to a few days later it hits me exactly what I SHOULD have said... instead of fumbling for words like a 3 year old with a minimal vocabulary.

6-7:00 a.m. {The day begins} I hear Trev and/or Bailey's footsteps trapesing down the hall, the door opens.... "MOMMMMY!!" Dwink!"... sometimes it's just yelling from the bathroom where he says he has to pee, and is half naked, and then doesn't pee when I get him on the pot, but just wants to sit there for a while. I Feed the baby if he hasn't eaten already, and pray he goes back to sleep for another hour or so.

7-7:30ish {the battle of breakfast} We go through the pantry until they decide what they want, and I secretly hope it's just cereal. Trev decides he didn't want his original choice, after I've fixed whatever he said he wanted, and I fix whatever new choice he's made and make him starve if he doesn't eat it. They eat while I make Bailey's lunch and snack for school. Hopefully, I get clothes on and brush my teeth and wash my face... make-up is extra credit most days.

7:45-8:30 {getting Bailey ready for school} If she's having a good day and eats quickly, we pressure brush {therapy calming trick}, she goes and picks an outfit... matching or not... I don't care anymore... it's one battle that's not worth fighting... eventually she gets all of her clothes on, brushes her teeth- most days, hair usually gets neglected, but you can't really tell anyway... While she's hopefully doing that;

I get the boys diapers changed, and may or may not put clothes on them or leave them in jammies... The other day, Trev sported fleece footie PJ's and cowboy boots. Honestly, I figured he'd be warmest in that.

Then I pack pack the diaper bag, grab coupons if I have shopping or returns to do, or paperwork if there are bills or appointments. Then we jump in the car and get Bailey to school by;

9:00a.m. {honestly half the time it's 9:15 or 9:30 on a really bad day.} We get out of the car, Callen gets woken up from his nap, because we have to walk Bailey into the school and down to her class room, where Trevor thinks he's part of the class and sits on the rug for circle time and starts singing and doing the motions and throws a fit because we have to leave, while the rest of the kids ask me to let him stay... he's kind of the class mascot. Then I get him out the door and he runs down the hall and usually into the therapy room and interrupts everyone... {please note that this is what happens when we pick Bailey up as well}.

9:30ish {errands} Woo hoo! Back in the car. We either go home, stop by Gigi's house or run errands during this time depending on my mental capacity, energy and the boys moods. I just LOATHE taking all of them somewhere. I can manage two. Three... just chaos... I'm TERRIFIED of 4! I cringe inside and get the shivers thinking of it. On Tuesday I leave from her school and go straight to Trevor's Therapy over by Baptist South.

10:00- 11:30ish - Therapy, or drs. appointments if we have them, or more errands. Sometimes we get them done quickly and are home... like right now... I just fed and put Callen down for a half nap, so I'll finish this blog post and then take out the trash that's full and has made my whole house WREAK, because I was hoping Jeffrey would take it out, but he didn't, then I unload the dishwasher, refill it {Trev's watching TV... you heard me, don't judge.} I will throw a load or so in the washer and then around;

12:15 {break is over}- wake up the baby, fight Trevor's exhaustion and Pray he doesn't fall asleep on the way to get Bailey... or if we've been in the car all day I just let him pass out and hope he stays asleep for a little while.

12:30p.m. {parent pickup}- We wake up, go in and get Bailey.. repeat that whole scenario... except we're in the lunch room. Finally, we leave, come home.. hope the boys will take naps at the same time...

or if not... the day goes to crap for everyone, especially me. In which case, the kids play and destroy the house... eat lunch, or snacks... watch a little TV, read books, jump on the trampoline, play on the swing set, feed the baby, run an errand or two, but ONLY if it's VITALLY important. Pick up the house... {in this time is typically where I play with them or pass out on the couch while Bailey lays with me and watches a movie... IF both boys are sleeping at the same time... this is where I have a lot of those great, fun moments that make having half a basketball team worth it and get me through the day.}

6:00p.m.- {Battling Bedtime} feed the kids dinner... occasionally I eat sometimes, not always. Get them in the bath, Pick out PJ's, pressure brush again, brush teeth & hair, feed the baby, put him to bed while the kids read books, get drinks, say family prayer,  and OH, it's a battle most of the time. Threaten them with their lives if they get out of bed... especially Trevor... the little stinker's been doing that A LOT lately. {longest run on sentence EVER huh... let's just call it a list!}

Then I sit on the couch and wait for one of them to cry or come out to get another drink or 5, or to pee, re-tuck them in, break out Mr. Spanky as a deterrent. It works, they are down. Sit on the couch, don't move for an hour or so, pass out before or after Jeffrey gets home... and I whip us up some dinner... go brush my teeth, wash my face... or shower... that does happen from time to time. Sometimes I feel guilty and work on cleaning since Jeffrey has had a long day and does it automatically when he gets home, but sometimes I just literally can't. If it doesn't get done earlier in the day, it usually doesn't get done...

CRASH AND BURN. Wake up a few times to pee and feed the baby.


Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesday's are a lot busier than this, but these described here are the easy days... usually.

THAT is what I do all day. And I squeeze in the insurance company, drs. calls, bills, etc somewhere in between. I used to scoff at SAHM's, like they weren't busy or something, then I became one. No mas, mis amigos. NO MAS.

 We are hangin' tough... NKOTB style... you hear it playing in your head now don't you.... GOOD. You should. They freaking rock.

I'm going to rest, I'm tired from typing this. Good Day, my friends.