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In Exchange for Three Diapers…

…I told Bonny Annie that I’d post something really, really nice about her on my blog.

I’m not sure why, but the other day, she ended up changing three diapers in one day for me.  Bonny Annie probably, on average, changes a diaper every other day, so this was kinda big.  By the third diaper, she was all heavy sighs and big eye rolls, and she’s made sure to tell at least five people about her fate.

Bonny Annie is a great big sister.  She helps with Cap’n Jack Henry a lot.  Just this morning, I woke up with a really bad headache, and she took over for me for about an hour and half or so, so I could take some Extra Strength Tylenol and lie back down for a while.

If I have a big chore project going on, she will play with him or put on episodes of “The Suite Life of Zack and Cody,” which for some unexplainable reason, entertains Jack Henry.

If I need to run in the store for just a few items, I can leave the car running with the AC and go in by myself, while she holds down the fort in the car.  She only occasionally needs to karate chop Dirty Harry, and all is well.

As a matter of fact, if you have a child, especially a girl, that is about 11 years old or so, you might as well go ahead and plan on having another baby soon.  It will be the easiest child you’ve ever raised because the girl child will half raise it for you.

And Jack Henry loves her.  He loves her so much that he gives her open mouth kisses…

This is a big step for the Cap’n because just a few months ago, you may remember, when she asked for kisses, she got something else entirely.

Actually, he may be biting her…

…but we have chosen to believe it is kissing.

Because she really is a good sister (and daughter!), one that deserves to be kissed.  Not bitten.  Or slapped.

…even without the multiple diaper changes.

(Psst…how did I do, Bonny Annie?  And when you’re done reading this, I think I smell something…)

Pioneer/Pirate Project: Marlboro Man’s Favorite Sandwich

A few of my readers and I are cooking our way through Ree Drummond’s book, The Pioneer Woman Cooks, one recipe at a time.  Feel free to join in at any time.  The next assignment is at the end of this post.

(Oops…sorry…that pic is a bit blurry!)

I thought this sandwich would make a nice little Father’s Day meal, but wouldn’t you know our weekend was too busy to even think of cooking anything.  So I made these last night for a post-Father Day’s surprise.

And Big D loved them!

Actually, everyone did.  I guess you don’t have to be a man to enjoy this sandwich.  Paired with a nice fruit salad, it was a perfect summer supper.

I didn’t do anything different to the recipe, except that the buns I bought were a good bit smaller than the ones shown in the book.  I do think her suggestion of adding sliced mozzarella cheese would be nice.  I also like the mushroom idea, but I’d be the only one eating them if I did that.  I thought her use of butter was a little bit excessive.  I think next time I will replace the butter for cooking the meat with olive oil and not add any at all to the sauce.

Overall, this was a good recipe…one I will definitely make and serve again!

Did anyone else try this one out?  How did it go for you?  Did your family and/or friends love it as much as we did?

For our next recipe, let’s hop over to the Supper section of the book and make PW’s Creamy Mashed Potatoes, which can be found on pp. 146-148.  These are also on her website here.  Let’s make them by Monday, July 5 Start dieting now, people.  I’m sure the fat grams for this recipe are through the roof.

Happy mashing!

Where I Stash My Stuff

I’ve received a few questions/comments, both here on my blog and in real life, about where I keep all my scrapbook/paper crafting stuff.  It’s a legitimate issue for this hobby…and, well, any hobby that one engages in regularly and that requires a lot of hands-on material.

I used to have, in my pre-Jack Henry days, quite a lot of space.  We used our bonus room as a school room/craft room.  Now I have a teeny tiny little area in our loft, which is also our family room.

I thought the best way to explain my space was just to show you.  I made this video in the wee morning hours, so you may have to turn up your volume, as I was being really quiet, trying not to wake up the household.  My Venti Starbucks was wearing off, and I was getting a little punchy, so I can’t promise that everything I said made total sense.  But for what it’s worth, here it is….a tour of my scrap space…

 

I realize I forgot to show what was actually inside my desk.  It’s just as well, because had I done that, this video would have to be rated R, for horror and gore and mayhem.  I have two drawers which are kind of office supply junk drawers.  You know….pens, pencils, paper clips, etc.  One drawer holds blank cards and envelopes, and one holds my ATG adhesive gun.  I have two drawers with file folders.  One holds my paper scraps, filed by color, and the other houses my grocery store coupons.

I do hope this inspires you to find a little nook, if you haven’t already, for your own hobby and supplies.  Remember, you won’t use what is not readily available!

Roark or Row-ark?…That is the Question

My maiden name is Roark.

My parents met each in the teeny tiny town of Gas City, Indiana where they had both grown up.  In this teeny tiny town the name Roark is pronounced Row-ark.  So I started my life as a Kellie Row-ark.  But then my dad joined the military, which took us all over the country.  Everywhere we went, when my parents were asked their names, and they answered, “Row-ark,” they always got strange stares and collective “Huh?!”s.

So my mom did the only logical thing:  she changed the pronunciation to Roark (rhyming with Mork…and yes, I know it also rhymes with dork.  I unfortunately learned that in about the 4th grade).  My dad went along with it, and I really have no memory of ever being a Row-ark.

Whenever we visited our family in Gas City we just slipped into the whole Row-ark thing with ease, and then slipped right out of it when we went back to our home in Orlando or Great Lakes or Charleston or wherever the US Navy had us for the time being.

Did you know there’s a scene from the movie, A Time to Kill, where Sandra Bullock’s character’s name pronunciation comes into question?  Her character is Ellen Roark, and they discuss this very dilemma.  I can’t remember what is ultimately decided, so I’ll have to re-watch that movie sometime.

So, anyway, my parents divorced over two decades ago.  My dad then remarried, and then a few years later divorced again.  Then he married again…only this time he married his first cousin’s ex-wife, who had lived in Gas City her whole life.  Well, guess what?  My dad is a Row-ark again.

(We may not agree on name pronunciation, but we agree on what’s important.  Go Cubs!)

A couple of weekends ago I traveled to Gas City to attend my cousin’s funeral with my dad.  Indiana Mimi, Bonny Annie and Cap’n Jack Henry went with me.  Indiana Mimi stayed with her aunt.

On the drive home I was telling her about the funeral, and I kept naming people as Row-arks.  Bonny Annie was listening from the backseat, and suddenly said, “Row-arks?  Why are you saying Row-ark?  Isn’t it Roark?”

“Do you call yourself Row-ark when you’re there?” Indiana Mimi wanted to know.

“No…I don’t call myself anything when I’m there.  But they are Row-arks, so that’s how I’m referring to them.  It’d be silly to call them anything else,” I tried to explain.

“But…but…they aren’t Row-arks,” Bonny Annie sputtered.  “That’s not who they are.”

“Yes,” Indiana Mimi said with a sigh, “they are who they are.  We are who they are not.”

And then light broke through the clouds and angels sang.  Brilliant.  Just brilliant.

They are who they are.  We are who they are not.

I’m having tee-shirts made.  One for me.  One for my sister.  One for Indiana Mimi.  If I knew how to get hold of my dad’s second ex-wife I might offer her one too, but considering she pulled a gun on him once at the end of their marriage, she might not want one…unless, of course, it was for target practice.

The (Green) Smoothie King

I have struggled to get Cap’n Jack Henry to eat veggies.  I struggle almost as much to get him to eat fruit.  It’s not a flavor issue.  It’s a texture issue with him.  He will eat potatoes (including sweet), some corn, peas, bananas, applesauce, and canned mandarin oranges.  That’s it.  And if he’s tired of any of those particular things, which happens often, he’ll refuse those as well.  He likes meat.  He likes dairy.  He likes sugar.

About a month ago, Big D’s parents gave us a Blendtec blender, and it has given me the ability to completely pull a fast one over on ole’ Jack Henry.  Both my mother-in-law and sister-in-law introduced us to the idea of green smoothies.  The thought is to add a combination of greens, other vegetables, and fruits that taste good and kids will consume.  To be honest, I thought it would never happen, but if you view the picture above again, you will notice the concoction he’s drinking is indeed green.

This blend included avocado, spinach, orange juice, banana and strawberry.  He loved it and drank every drop.

I know that recently Jerry Seinfield’s wife wrote a book about  how to add veggies to a bunch of home-cooked dishes like mac and cheese and such in order to trick your kids into eating more healthfully.  But isn’t this easier? And more honest?  Just go ahead…let him eat his sliced turkey and his piece of colby-jack cheese.  He can then wash it all down with a green smoothie!

I’ve been adding some protein powder in varying amounts to our smoothies as well, which makes them more of a meal-replacement for me.  I like Spirutein, but there are many different brands out there.  Just read the labels carefully, especially when adding to your kids’ smoothies.

Now, let’s talk blenders…

Like I said, we have a Blendtec. 

 

(No, we are not showing this demo to Dirty Harry…)

 And we love it…but they are pricey.  The VitaMix is good as well, but just as pricey.  If you want to invest in one of these top of the line blenders, I would suggest haunting ebay or Craig’s list or even the classifieds of your local paper.  Of the more affordable brands, I believe that Cuisinart has the best reputation.  But I’ll bet that the blender you have on your shelf, no matter the make or model, can make a decent smoothie.  Read the instruction manual carefully and then experiment with small amounts to see what it can handle.  Sometimes it makes a difference with what order you add your ingredients.

I challenge you, if you have the means, whip up a veggie/fruit smoothie today!  Let me know if you come up with some yummy combos.  I’m always trying something new.

Happy blending!

Create-a-Card, vol. 1: You Rock!

Cards are easy to make.

I started making cards several years ago, after I had started scrapbooking.  I already had all the supplies to make nice-looking cards and couldn’t justify forking out $3-$5 in the stores for them anymore.  The last time I sat down at my desk to make some cards, I thought that this might be a skill that others are interested in and have the supplies for, but might be intimidated to jump in and try.  So, from time to time, I’m going to post instructions for a simple, handmade card that can be customized to fit your needs.

The above card is what we’re going to make.  It could be sent as a thank-you, a note of encouragement, or even a birthday greeting.

First, you start with a sheet of patterened paper.  For a common card size, you can just cut a sheet of 8 1/2 x 11 paper in half, giving you the dimension of 5 1/2 x 8 1/2.  When I do this, I usually just go ahead and make two indentical cards.

Fold each half, making the front of the card, 4 1/4 x 5 1/2.

I usually use a bone folder to give my cards a really crisp, professional looking crease.

Next I made my stamped images.  I used this set from Inkadoo that I got from JoAnn’s crafts (for 40% off!)…

Now, probably you don’t have this particular set, but here’s where you can use your own creativity.  You can use a stamp set that you already own, print images from the computer, use stickers or rub-ons, or even hand draw your own if you possess that talent.

I used the guitar image and stamped it onto teal cardstock with chocolate brown ink.  I let the ink dry a minute or two, and then I cut around the image with fine-tipped scissors and set it aside.

Next I used a small piece of the teal cardstock, cutting it to a length of 4 1/4 and carefully tore it along one edge, making sure it was approximately 2 1/2 or so inches wide.  I used the “You Rock” phrase and stamped it to this piece, using the chocolate brown ink again.

Then I decided to give that torn edge a little bit of dimension by inking along the tear with the chocolate brown.

I decided then to use a small strip of American Crafts ribbon to tie around this piece.  I just used a simple knot and then used a little adhesive to glue down the ends.  I like how the dots of the ribbon and the polka dots on the paper sort of tie in together.

Then you will simply attach this piece to the right side of your card.

Now, go get that guitar image that you set aside earlier.  I adhered this piece to the left side of the card with a pop dot to give it a little lift.

Stick that on at a slight angle, and wa-lah!…you have a card that cost you merely cents instead of dollars.

The only thing left to do is clean up and wash the ink from your fingers.  If you don’t, you might scratch your forehead and get a smudge of ink there and walk around all day with a brown spot on your skin.  I’m just sayin’…

Let me know if you try your hand at this card or something similar.  I’d love to see some pictures!  That would ROCK!

My Summer Reading List

I’m not a big fan of summer, but one thing I do like about the season is the chance to be a little lazier and read more.  Since I still don’t have huge amounts of free time, I have to be somewhat selective about my reading list.  The other day I perused my shelves and assembled two stacks of books, one fiction and one non-fiction, that I’d like to try to make some dents in this summer.  Will I read all these books?  Probably not.  Will I read books that are not in this stack?  Probably.  But, regardless, this gives you a pretty good idea of what I’ll be doing with a little of my free time this summer.

Fiction…

Glimpses of Paradise by James Scott Bell

I just picked this one up at Good Will the other day.  It looked like it had an intriguing plot line.  It’s set around WWII, I believe, and I’m a sucker for good historical fiction.  I didn’t even realize this was a Christian author until I got it home and gave it a closer look.

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

The last time I read this book was when Bonny Annie was an infant and did nothing but nurse and sleep.  I was bored out of my mind, and I loved this dark, brooding, romantic novel.  But it’s been so long since I’ve read it that I can’t even remember the main characters’ names.  Okay…Catherine and Heathcliff…but still, it’s been a long time, and I’ve been meaning to reread this for a while.

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

I guess I’m on a bit of Bronte sister kick.  Again, it’s been so long since I read this, I barely remember the plot line.  And this time I seriously don’t.  I also have a wee confession about this book:  I didn’t actually read it.  I listened to an unabridged audio tape.

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky

If I end up not reading one of these books, this one is the most likely.  I have intended to read this one for years.  YEARS.  As a former English teacher, it’s probably some kind of crime (get it?  CRIME?) that I haven’t read this one.  But it looks really nice on my shelf…

Darcy and Elizabeth:  Nights and Days at Pemberley by Linda Berdoll

This is one of the hundred or so Jane Austen knock-offs.  This one supposedly takes up where she left off in Pride and Prejudice.  I’ve purposely avoided these types of books because I feel pretty strongly about Jane Austen, but I read a few pages standing in the store, and thought the voice of this one sounded more authentic than most.  It was in the bargain book section, so I thought, “Oh well…why not?”  I’ll let you know how it goes.

Cane River by Lalita Tademy

This was another Good Will find.  It is an Oprah’s book club pick, and over the years, these have been hit or miss for me.  To be honest, mostly miss.  This one, however, intrigued me in that the author loosely based the plot on her genealogy research of her own family and their Louisiana slave roots.  I read about three chapters last night, and so far, it’s pretty good.

The Complete Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

This is another that has been on my “must read” list for too long.  I doubt that I read the entire thing this summer, but I plan to get through a few of the stories at least.  I’m already almost finished with “A Study in Scarlet,” and I’ve enjoyed it a lot.

Non-fiction…

The Journal of Charles Wesley by Charles Wesley…duh

A couple of years ago I read the journals of Jim Elliot and found myself extremely blessed and encouraged by a more personal look at one of the saints.  So, when I found this on our shelves I quickly added it to my stack.

Jane Austen by Peter Leithart

I’m actually almost done with this little biography.  It’s one that I’ve agreed to review for Thomas Nelson publishers here on my blog, so you’ll here more about this one shortly.

The Back Door to Your Teen’s Heart byMelissa Trevathan and Sissy Goff

A friend picked this up for me at conference that I had to miss a couple of years ago.  Seeing as how Bonny Annie is already thirteen, and I sometimes struggle with finding the front door to her heart, I figured it was high time I digested this material.

Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss

I read this humorous little gem about the importance of proper English and grammar a couple of years ago.  I want to reread it once more before I add it to Bonny Annie’s language arts curriculum for next year.

Through Gates of Splendor by Elisabeth Elliot

I started this last summer, I believe, but for some reason, never finished it.  I think I’m familiar enough with this classic missionary story to just pick up where I left off.

Wild Things by James and Thomas

This one is about raising boys.  Seeing as how I have two now, and they  are still somewhat a mystery to me, I figured this one better go in the stack.

Word Press for Dummies

I read this one last summer, but I didn’t completely “get it.”  I think I probably need to be reading Word Press for BIG Dummies, but that one hasn’t been written yet.

Real Simple:  The Organized Home

I’ve thumbed through this one about a dozen times, but I think I’m going to start going room-by-room and actually apply some of their practical principles.

And that about does it.

What are YOU reading this summer?

Cinnamon Rolls

Some of my readers and I are cooking our ways through Ree Drummond’s book, The Pioneer Woman Cooks.  Feel free to join in at any point and share your cooking moments with us.  The next assignment is at the end of this post.

I am so ashamed.  I have yet to make these darn cinnamon rolls.  Yes, yes…there’s the whole rollingpinaphobia thing going on, but the real truth is that I simply have had a lot going on (as evidenced by my lack of posting over the last week!).  Every time I’ve planned to carve some time out to make them, it just hasn’t worked out.  But because I don’t want to abandon the Pioneer/Pirate Project completely, I am putting up this post so that those of you who made the cinnamon rolls can post about your experiences.  Then I when I finally get around to them, I can come back and update.  So did YOU make the darned rolls?  How did it go?  Tell all…

My blogging friend Sandpiper posted about her experience some time ago, accompanied by her beautiful photography.  Make sure you click this link and check out her yummy-looking goodies:  Sandpiper’s cinnamon rolls

I’m going to go ahead and give you a new assignment too.  I’m having fun with this project, despite my own personal speedbump of the cinnamon rolls.  Let’s move on to the Dinner (translation:  lunch) section of the book and try Marlboro Man’s Favorite Sandwich on pp. 88-90.  This recipe is also on the Pioneer Woman’s site here, so join us even if you don’t have the book.  I’m a little afraid to make this because, from the looks of it, it could become Big D’s favorite sandwich as well, and when Big D has a favorite he wants it every week.  Let’s make these sandwiches by Friday, June 18.

Have fun, and again, sorry about the cinnamon rolls.  I promise…I WILL make them someday, with or without a rolling pin!

What I Meant to Post Yesterday…

I meant to post something yesterday, but I got the rare and welcomed opportunity to go shopping with Indiana Mimi (my mother) and Bonny Annie WITHOUT Dirty Harry and Cap’n Jack Henry.  So I seized that opportunity and didn’t give my blog another thought.

So today, on June 1, the day AFTER Memorial Day, I’m posting my Memorial Day article…

First of all, I know that Memorial Day is meant to honor men and women who lost their lives serving our country in the military.  It is not necessarily the time to just recognize veterans (that for Veteran’s Day).  But sometimes the lines of these two holidays get a little blurred, and I’m about to do that a little here on my blog too.  Hope you can forgive me.

My grandfather, Albert Harris,  served in the US Army during WWII.  I’m really not sure of his rank or division or anything like that, but I do know of two really cool stories.

Doesn’t he look a little like Humphrey Bogart?  But that’s not what this post is about…

My grandfather was the only surviving member of a tank explosion.  Apparently, his position inside the tank was at the top.  When the tank was hit, he was blown up and out and didn’t have any physical injuries.  The other five men in the tank were killed instantly.  It makes me feel a little squirmy to think that if he had been any lower in the tank that I wouldn’t even exist.

My grandfather was in Italy when Mussolini was overthrown.  Apparently they allowed some of the troops to have access to his mansion, and he got to swim in his pool.

Albert Harris died of a heart attack when he was just 48, several years before I was born.  That’s always made me a little sad.  I would  liked to have known him.

This is William “Bill” Vanderbilt, one of my great uncles.

I never knew him, as he too died before I was born.  I just recently learned though, that he was a prisoner of war during WWII, and my mom actually had a photograph of him that was sent to his mother at some point.

I guess I never really thought that they actually snapped photographs of prisoners.  Who do you think would have taken this picture?  The Nazis?  A buddy?  A fellow prisoner?  It’s very intriguing to me.

This is another of my great uncles, Henry Vanderbilt and his wife, Ima…

I don’t know any stories of his war experience.  Uncle Henry, however, is still living, and two years ago, on Memorial Day, we were able to visit him briefly.

I feel so blessed to have such a rich military heritage. 

And now, hopefully, you are feeling all mushy and patriotic, and I would like to share with you a video.  A few weeks ago Bonny Annie was in a play about WWII.  She played Ruth, a volunteer for a USO club.  She and the other cast members sang a very moving song at one point in the play where another USO volunteer just found out that her young husband was missing-in-action.

 

How blessed we are to live in such a country!  How blessed we are that so many before us were willing to sacrifice that we could still enjoy the freedoms we have today!

I hope you had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend.  I hope that as you ate watermelon or grilled burgers or watched baseball or went to the movies that you took time out to remember…to remember those sacrifices and to thank God for them.

Boys and Handwriting

Several years ago, when Dirty Harry was just beginning his homeschooling adventures, I attended a day-long conference on homeschooling.  I remember exactly three things about this conference.

First, I remember that the speaker asked a mom sitting near the front to please remove her toddler child from the room because his activity was distracting her.

Secondly, I remember the speaker recommending this book…

And then I remember buying it from her booth at the close of the conference, and I remember loving every moment of reading it.  Seriously, if you haven’t read The Hawk and the Dove  trilogy by Penelope Wilcock, you need to consider remedying that.  It’s so totally good!

Lastly, I remember her comments and suggestions about teaching handwriting to boys.

The sanctuary of the church where we were meeting was pretty full.  I’d say there was somewhere between 200-300 people in there.  We were mostly women.  The speaker asked us to raise our hands if we regularly wrote in cursive.  Almost all of us raised our hands.  Then she asked us to raise our hands if our husbands regularly wrote in cursive.  I’d say roughly about 10% of the women raised their hands.  She then went on to give an explanation of why that was.

Cursive is generally introduced in public and private schools in the second grade.  The instruction continues into the third grade, and by about halfway through that year, the child is expected to have it mastered, and cursive writing is required for written assignments from then until usually late middle school or high school.  By then most kids have access to computers and typewritten assignments are accepted and encouraged.

This timeline is usually fine for girls.  Girls are ready to trade in their sturdy block print and No. 2 pencils for purple gel pens and flowery signatures accented with hearts and butterflies.  Boys, usually, are not.  The speaker explained that there is a tiny muscle in a child’s hand that everyone needs to be fully developed in order to have success with handwriting and other fine motor skills.  This muscle develops earlier in girls, usually by the age of 7 or 8.  For boys, it develops fully later.  So, boys as a whole, will struggle with the skills they need for cursive writing simply because their hands and fingers aren’t ready for it.  If they could wait to learn cursive until 3rd or even 4th grade, they would have much more success and less frustration.

I was one of the women at that conference who kept my hand down when asked if my husband wrote in cursive.  Big D does not.  As a child, he struggled with it and hated it.  As soon as he was allowed to go back to printing he did.  Today he writes like this…

At times when he has a lot of writing to do, the large block letters get more and more undiscernible.  Big D’s signature is…ironically…a D, a big one. (…and that list is excercises that he was teaching to Dirty Harry’s baseball team, just in case you were wondering.)

I waited until this year, 4th grade, to start cursive for Dirty Harry, and it’s gone off without a hitch.

No complaints.  No fussing.  And believe it or not, he actually writes in cursive better than he prints….even if he didn’t dot any of the i’s in Philippians.  There are quite a few acceptable handwriting programs out there.  We used this one…

They have a transitional book, pictured above, that slowly and methodically introduces a child to cursive.  You can purchase it here.

Is cursive writing even necessary anymore?  I guess one could argue that it is not with computers being available to kids so prevalently.  Yet it was important to me that my children still learn it.  Call me old-fashioned, but I don’t let them do all their assignments on a keyboard.  Both of my older ones have taken pride in the accomplishment of learning cursive, and I’m sure I’ll continue the tradition with Cap’n Jack Henry in several years.

So, if you have a little guy coming along, you might want to save all those swirls and loops for a year or two longer and let that tiny, necessary, small motor skills muscle develop fully.  And I’m pretty sure he won’t need a purple gel pen either.


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