More Soup Please!
Get the recipe on GirlsGoneChild here.
I ate mine with Fred's home made rye sourdough slathered with butter and toaster-ovened parmesan cheese. Yum!
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More Soup Please! This stuff is so tasty yummo good! I threw caution to the wind this weekend and made a new dal recipe! It's super easy, so fast (under an hour!) and really different from my dal. Ghee, cumin seeds, cayenne, and a chile pepper combine deliciously to make a slightly spicy and totally comfort-food-worthy snowy day soup.
Get the recipe on GirlsGoneChild here. I ate mine with Fred's home made rye sourdough slathered with butter and toaster-ovened parmesan cheese. Yum!
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Who is this Non-Baby? It feels like overnight my tiny newborn son has turned into a kid. The last few days have felt so surreal, I'm wondering how I've gotten to this point and where 5 has managed to learn so many things when all we do is play and sew and do housework?! (I know, I know, play and observation are how they learn, but it's still hard to believe!) I gave him his first "real" haircut this weekend (read- cut more than just the stuff in his eyes, not professional) and all of a sudden I noticed all of these other big kid things he was doing. Like copying my faces, kind of. He makes the sounds for 5 different animals: dog, elephant, horse, lion, bear, oh my! We skyped with my parents today and after we hung up, he blew them a kiss. That was new. He's been shaking his head no for a long time, but now nodding yes is an option too. I feel like I was finally really getting a hang of this baby stuff and now I don't have one anymore. I've been having one-sided conversations for so long I don't know what to do when 5 actually answers me. As exciting as it is to have all these momentous changes taking place, I will admit I'm a little bit terrified. This is when we scar him for life, right? Some tiny thing we say or do at this point in his life is what he'll be telling his therapist 30 years from now. Mindful parenting was so much easier when he wasn't obviously copying every single thing I do. Okay, panic valve opened, pressure released. I keep having to remind myself that 5 has shown me very clearly what he needs from me every single day since he was born. He still is, I just have to pay attention. This morning, I had clearly spent too much time editing photos on the computer because 5 walked over, took my hand, and pulled me out of the chair. We sat on the rug, he got out toys and we played. And when he was done with that, he grabbed a book and climbed in my lap. And when we were done reading books, I had fulfilled the mama-time need and he went off to play some music on his own and I went back to editing photos. It's so easy for me to fall out of each present moment that flows easily from one to the next and into being overwhelmed by what each moment adds up to over the course of a childhood. As 5 has started doing so much more and taking a more active role in our daily lives, it becomes so very clear that while each day may seem to plod along, we are buckled securely into a ride that will only continue to gain momentum.
It's exhilarating, and terrifying, and I wouldn't trade it for anything else in the whole world, ever. First off, I really appreciated all the lovely comments I received and conversations that have started around my experiment with slightly more philosophical postings! I thought perhaps Friday would be a good time to round up the remnants of daily goodness going on around here this week. Looks like a self portrait, eh? Yeah, it's not. 5 is obsessed with the camera, he loves to see the pictures of himself and other babies and always wants to lick the lens. Not sure if we have a budding photographer or a really strange male model on our hands... Super simple Hide-and-Seek is the. best. game. ever. We can play with just a ski pole hiding one of our faces. Laughs! Joy! Good times. I finally got this sweet babe proper snow boots that I am capable of putting on his chubby square feet so it's into the snow with us! This was his first time actually playing in the snow. He was into it, let me tell you. I brought him in once his mittens were soaked and he was so mad he kind of ran away from me. He's developed a hilarious Sidestep of Anger that he uses to show me when he is so peeved and it is impossible to keep a straight face...but I try. Fred got new slippers for Christmas. He wore slippers all the time before. I also wear slippers all the time (it's COLD). But these new slippers- they are fascinating. Every day, at some point, 5 pulls them of Dada's feet and takes them all over the house- on his hands, on his feet, pointing with them, handing them to us. It is the daily slipper show. It's nice to have a hobby I guess. Have any daily remnants of goodness to share?
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My name is Ansley Knoch. I am the creator of Rispok, a line of accessories for big and little people made from repurposed materials. I live in Madison, Wisconsin with my husband, Fred, and our son, also Fred, better known as 5. Archives
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