Not to get all churchy on people, or anything — this is a completely nonreligious, ecumenical blog — but yesterday the visiting pastor at our church had some words of wisdom during the Children’s Moment that I think are worth
Tag: cooking
The other day I asked, in the post “What’s an Uber-Mom to Do?”, what the correct response to the school Halloween party (sorry, “Fall Celebration”) might be given the fact that the menu was not designed well for my particular
About-face today, folks. I’m sitting here feeling like there’s only one thing I want to write about at the moment, and it’s a kids/food/parenting/food cultures/food systems type of thing…an experience I had once that is sitting heavy with me this
Oh, the world is full of slippery slopes, when you start really thinking about food and kids and trying to stand by your principles and all of that. Bettina of The Lunch Tray yesterday referred to me as an “Uber-Mom,”
It’s almost Halloween, and as much as I may not fully throw myself into participating (for example, ours is one of the only houses on the street lacking inflatable ghosts, scarecrows staked into the yard, and other various eye-catching decorative
Today is sort of a fun day for no particularly good reason. I mean, I’m still at work; we still had the usual craziness of juggling all the morning stuff and getting everybody out the door on time; I’ve been
Ack! Last-minute School Bake Sale! Resolution to lay off the muffins fails! Mommy goes into a tailspin! OK, not really so much with the tailspin part — but there WAS a last-minute school bake sale today, which of course I
It occurs to me that I haven’t much talked about breakfast at our house. I assume that regular readers have made a few cognitive leaps by now and connected at least the following dots regarding the morning meal in RRG
All I can think this morning is: God bless you, Slow Cooker. Seriously. This weekend would have been food mayhem if it were not for the magical gift to humankind that is the slow cooker. I’ve had mine for not
I must confess: I screwed up with the lunch thing this week. Truly, monumentally screwed it up. It’s not that I screwed up in the sense that my kids haven’t had decent lunches. They’ve been okay. But I screwed up