January 31, 2012

sometimes we need a little slap in the face.


The Story of the Butterfly

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.
One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.
Then it stopped, as if it couldn't go further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and
snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.
The butterfly emerged easily but
it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.

The man continued to watch it,
expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge
and expand enough to support the body,
Neither happened!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around.
It was never able to fly.

What the man in his kindness
and haste did not understand:
The restricting cocoon and the struggle
required by the butterfly to get through the opening
was a way of forcing the fluid from the body
into the wings so that it would be ready
for flight once that was achieved.

Sometimes struggles are exactly
what we need in our lives.
Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.
We'd never build strength
and never learn to fly.

last week seba's school held an information night where they had a Montessori Counselor guest speaker.
it was a two hour session, but felt like twenty minutes max
she started the session with the story of the butterfly
comparing the butterfly to our children
if we do everything for them
if we don't let them try things on their own
test their own boundaries
we'll just stunt their growth
it makes the difference between a leap, a jump and a soar.

and oh man-- i want seba to soar.

this was the most informative and eye-opening two hours i've had in a long time
i wasn't feeling well and almost didn't go
that would have been a HUGE regret
it was like snap
a slap
a wake-up lisa
get out of the mundane, repetitive life you are living 
and

LEARN

get interested

stay conscious

i want to soar too
and why shouldn't i?

why shouldn't i be continuously learning? always interested?
where did i lose my way?
where did i get stuck?
i need to release myself 
and begin again.

and so i begin

January 22, 2012

into the puzzling mind of a mother: a date with my thoughts... as scary as they are.

writing on a whim here 

one month till he's two
my thoughts:

he's becoming slightly crazy
ah! i said it!
my child is driving me nuts
not always, but i'm acutely aware of my patience teetering
tottering over the edge
i remain calm
i try to rationalize with him
i try to positively encourage him to make the right choices
i beg him
and i eventually resort to bribing

oh! the bribes i hear from parents
i used to laugh
not anymore
now i just look in awe
yikes at the eyes of the child
the one who takes grown-ups and mushes them down to size
almost always in public
how embarrassing i think
how sorry i feel for them
**for me**

c'mon honey, if you put your hat on daddy will give you a cookie when we get to the car
sweetie, don't you want to go to the park?  ok, then you have to put the toy down and leave
if you don't eat that carrot, you're not having any juice

oh. my. lord.
kids rule, we drool
we play the game
but they've already won

seba is going to be a terrible two
i can feel it 
it's coming
and to make things worse we'll be on a flight to and from italy
all hell is going to break loose
and there's nothing i can do to stop it

i've already started a list of occupy-seba toys, books, things, etc.
if all else fails i will have to give him a shot of rum
just kidding
kinda


the only thing consoling me right now is that we're all in the same boat,
us parents
lost souls being dragged around by these little monsters
my method?
is that i don't have a method
trial and error
i learn what works and what doesn't
i give a little and expect a little
i don't back down in the face of my little terror
i stand-up to him
talk to him
rationalize with him
beg him 
and bribe him
and if all else fails
i let him get angry, cry, get over it and forget it
which usually happens within 5 minutes 
...but feels like 5 hours

reminds me of my prenatal class when the teacher put on a tape of a baby crying
she said the number one thing that all parents do is to is to overestimate the amount of time their child has been crying -- of course we all thought the tape had been on for at least 10 minutes, but in reality it had only been on for 4.
HAH

oh sweet patience.. stick with me, i'm gonna need you.


ps. no matter what, let's make sure we laugh at this stage.. because it really is quite funny -- 
and it will pass... 
and be nothing but a memory --
one i'm sure i will pray to return to once the teenage years hit like a ton of bricks.

because yes.
 kids too, become adults 
whatadamnshame

xxx
lisa

pps. i should have known it was coming : remember this?

January 17, 2012

kale and ricotta gnocchi.

this meal was not planned
i came home
tired and annoyed
i'm usually annoyed when i don't have my meal planned out ...
usually because i'm a food addict and i'm constantly hungry.
i hate when i have waiting to eat

i snack a lot while cooking.

so i came home
grumpy
opened the fridge:
oh yay:
we have ricotta, butter, kale and juice
i did not expect this to taste as yummy as it did


what a treat!


... and so easy to make guys
i'm almost embarrassed at the degree of difficulty {or lack there of}

i have this thing:
if a meal isn't time consuming to make, then it's not a meal
i always declare:
"it's just something simple"
i'm slightly neurotic when it comes to food
or a little more than slightly
mix the ricotta {i just had one medium container, not sure how much was in it?} 
with the kale and add flour {just enough to make it form a solid ball.

after you've formed the ball, take medium pieces of it and roll it between your hands or on a counter
it ends up a long pole-like thingy
then just cut rectangles and use a fork to press down on each one
as you can see it doesn't have to be pretty
i definitely don't put effort into art/prettiness of food
i make it to eat it
not look at it
*this is teeny tiny excuse because i lack the artistic ability to make pretty meals
anyhow, for the sauce:
i melted some butter in a pan
added walnuts
browned them for about 5 minutes on medium heat
then added mushrooms and turned down the heat
after 15 minutes, i added the cream 
add salt and pepper to your liking
ps. looking at the photo below, i swear i see pancetta or prosciutto... i probably had a piece in the fridge and threw it in as well.
if you like pork -- you can't go wrong in adding either of the two
if you do add either, don't add salt, you won't need it
yummo

 anything that involves walnuts is way up on my yum list right now

January 16, 2012

{i found}

the best christmas gift of all time
merry christmas to me!
these fellas will be out ALL-YEAR-LONG
i'll be drinking from santa in the summer.
every morning i'll look at them with pride and say:
yes, it is i who found you
i am your saviour
and you are all MINE
muhahahahha!
but really, aren't they just gorgeous?!

life and loves: christmas

in regular fashion, i am doing a christmas post two-weeks late.
but it's only because i've been so busy playing with all these awesome gifts.
Here are some of Seba's favourites:
spinning top - choo choo. 
it actually makes the sound of a choo-choo train while it spins
like, a really realistic sound
i'd like to say i bought it for the sound, cause i knew seba would just love it --
but i had NO IDEA. 
seba is in love with this toy
obsessively in love with it
what's better than a hockey stick and puck?
ok -- it's not better.. but this hockey shapes book is pretty damn close
super-cute circus elephant and wooden theatre
the elephant is a wind-up toy and when it moves the ball spins
seba chases it around the house
the theatre characters are manipulated by little wooden sticks behind them...
so far seba thinks they make good hockey pucks.. but i'm sure he'll get it soon enough!
out of the entire doctor's kit, seba's favourite item is this band-aid
he puts it on everyday to play hockey
when it falls off (about 100 times per minute)
he loses his mind and screams like the world has ended
oh yes. fun.
sock-monkey-in-the-box!
he loves beyond loves this.
i don't know if he' really surprised every time  it pops up,
but if not -- it's also teaching him acting skills
z is for zamboni
do i really need to explain this one?
but those socks... yes, they need explanation
they are THE best socks ever
cute, warm, long
if they had 'em in my size, i'd have at least a dozen pairs
my sweet love
this child has too much cute in him.
between all the hugs, kisses, and thank yous
all the smiles and laughs
he just blows me away everyday
blows my damn mind
seba you are mommy's favourite gift of all time.
my absolute favourite

January 14, 2012

seba sleeps

of all the things i will miss as he grows
this is by far one of the greatest.
oh little bum in the air... never go down!

January 13, 2012

mount tremblant: a blurry night out






mount tremblant: what we ate

of course i snapped photos of my favourite meals
     
french onion soup 

 carpaccio 
 asparagus, zucchini and mint soup
i'm attempting to re-create this delicious soup tomorrow for dinner!
cheese.

mount tremblant


 via iphone
ready to go
 snow and boots by day, robe and flipflops by night
 -28C
 the view from our room

yeah! i downhill skied for the first time ever -- and i didn't break any bones!

seba temporarily forgot about his hockey stick and became obsessed with ski gear
 he went tubing, skiing, and rolling down the hill - until the poor boy tired himself out.
white hot chocolate with marshmallows and nutmeg. so good.


the end

January 12, 2012

January 10, 2012

365 minutes with stinky: minute eighty-seven


he loves to eat
i hate me for not noticing i had the microphone on mute.

January 9, 2012

a resolution

too much time is wasted cleaning.
remember this fabulous quote?
this is one of my resolutions for the year: find a more efficient way to clean house
not spotless and untouched,
just comfortably clean
- lived in
- organized chaos
photo also via apartment therapy

January 8, 2012

life and loves: pre-Christmas

seba's boo-boo routine.  it doesn't matter whether he's hurt or not.  if he hits any part of his body, he demands that we kiss it better or else...
!wah!
 this 60s children's book is hilarious.  i will have to do a follow-up post with the story.

all christmas gifts should be edible. who's with me on this one?

someone's been doing a lot off this lately. so excited, but let's not jinx it!
\colour love. never judge a book by it's cover, but a magazine? you must.
i am proud to say i stayed awake through at least 4 movies over the holidays
(even if i wish i had fallen asleep through some of them):
the romantics
last night
the next three days
the edge of darkness

yes: i did wear this out of my house. and yes, i am 32-years-old.
no he didn't wear this out of the house. but yes, he is also 32-years-old.
and here he is: the only grown-up in the family.

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