extra protein

Have you been wondering how to increase your protein intake for breakfast? Well, Eden has the solution for you! Simply add ground beef to your cereal, and waa-laa. A delicious, protein boosted bowl of goodness. At least she was eating her beef-amaranth cereal like it was delicious.....

For clarity's sake 1) we don't eat ground beef for breakfast 2) Eden eats a 7 grain cereal at night after her dinner to help "tide her over" so she sleeps through the night. Recently, she has started adding her dinner food to her cereal bowl. And eating it. Last night she added her taco meat, delicious.

I do love protein for breakfast, however; I prefer it in the form of eggs. This is the new breakfast special in our home. It is the Haley Smith breakfast special. The Smith family are dear friends who live in Alabama, and on our recent traveling extravaganza; we stayed with them for a week. Haley made us these eggs, and it was love at first bite. Seriously scrumptious. No better way to start off your day than with a pile of veggies. (If chopping veggies in the morning is intimidating or you don't have time, prep them the night before)

the Haley Smith breakfast special

Heat a bit of olive oil in a frying pan
Add dry or fresh rosemary; let it become aromatic
Add thinly sliced zucchini slices (we buy small zucchinis so the slices are small circles)
Add thinly sliced sweet mini peppers (not bell peppers)
Fry vegetables to your liking
Remove from pan
Fry or scramble an egg in same olive oil
Serve egg with friend veggies atop

the makings of a Spiderman Birthday party...

This post is way over due and old news by now, but I still wanted to share some fun details (and photos) from Bodhi's 4th Spiderman themed birthday party. This party was greatly anticpated by the birthday boy, and he thoroughly enjoyed his superhero status for the day. It was a Superhero/Princess party, with a specific emphasis on Spiderman. It seemed to be more fun to allow the kids to choose which superhero they'd like to be, and obviously, most girls preferred to dress up as a princess anyhow.

All of the Superheroes and Princesses

 the birthday boy with his chosen cupcake

Vanilla Bean Peppermint Cake  recipe 

Annie's Mac n Cheese & Kleenex boxes wrapped in red paper 

and turned into Spiderman's city buildings

Wonder Woman made an appearance (We love you, Auntie KK!)

Super G painting Superhero arms & Princess faces with 

eco friendly and skin friendly Clementine paints

Iron Man with (2) Princesses

the Thor twins

sweet Baby Girl

Buzz Lightyear & Spiderman take a juicebox break

Double Spideys with Ariel

 

the Spiderman Pelota, not Pinata

(Pelota is the Spanish word for ball)

Garrett and I put our  brains together on this one; thinking it'd be much easier for the kids to kick a ball-shaped paper mache around rather than try to swing a stick at it. This was (4) layers of newpaper mache over a balloon. (1) part flour to (2) parts water for the paste each time; allowing it to dry overnight after each paper mache layer. Finally, Garrett painted it red w/ spray paint, used a black sharpie for web line details and made the classic Spiderman eyes. All his handywork to make it look super "Spidey".

 the Ultimate (cheesy) Spiderman kiss. It had to be done, folks.

Super Hero Training Camp

Lifting the 200 lb. Barbell

Jumping over the red hot lava!

Climbing through the webs

Silly string'n the bad guys

more silly string....

Encouraging the birthday boy to kick the Spiderman Pelota

the candy & favors spilling out...

assessing His loot

Garrett & I took the liberty of dressing up as our personal superheroes;

Garrett as Ray Mears, me as Julia Child.

the guys

the girls

coming home...

We recently spent three weeks traveling, visiting churches & dear friends throughout Texas, Louisianna, Alabama & Arkansas, in an effort to raise awareness and support of our recent missionary status and all that entails.

It was so fun to see the southern states, enjoy the southern hospitatlity, sweet tea, the dreary ocean coastline, tour the USS Alabama & remember those who procured our freedoms (including Garrett's grandfather who served on one such ship), meet new friends, catch up with dear old friends, encounter different worship styles and experience varying church services -- all of them with one common goal, to push people closer to God. All of them, so encouraging and uplifting in their own right. It was such a blessing and an honor to spend the time we spent traveling and establishing relationship with quality people who love God deeply.

It was nice to come home, to our place of rest.  To be found waking in my own bed, to be situated back in "my" domain. Now home, with alloted time for reflection, I have found myself to be in a place of firm resolve that I am ready for the changes which lie ahead. I am ready for the Lord to stretch me and use me for his Glory. Too long have I lived for my own good. Too long have I opted out of pushing myself, giving of myself, loving others whom aren't easy to love.

I think there may be days when I look back at this blog post and, perhaps, cry for the challenges presently set before me. Or even better; breathe a sigh of relief. A sigh that may allow me to hold my head up high and know that I stepped into the unknown, into the challenge. That I did it. I know it won't be easy, but what matters, is that I was able to give my all to serve the King of Glory. To give Him everything I have to offer, my feeble self. God has a way of taking what little we are as human beings, and doing monumental feats through us. This shall be my story. I know it in my heart.

If anyone out there wonders, why? For us, it's simple. Garrett and I have decided to be intentional with the time we have on this earth. For us, for our family, it means answering the call given in Matthew 28:19. Everyone's purpose is different; but I challenge you:

Are you being intentional with your time? With your months, days, weeks, hours? Whatever you find yourself doing, whatever task you set your hands to; do it well. Do it with purpose and joy, and breathe life into the dry bones of this old world.