Crackers and Crumbs

There is an old Shirley Temple movie appropriately called "Curly Top" in which she plays a gusty orphan and one of my favorites parts is her singing "Animal Crackers in my Soup". I can not eat crackers in my soup without this song reverberating through my mind. How delightful!


"Animal crackers in my soup
Monkeys and rabbits loop the loop
Gosh, O Gee But I have fun
Swallowing animals one by one."

For lunch on this blustery day that has turncoat and given us winter once again, I made chicken noodle soup. Of course without a doubt, I put crackers in my soup ( plain saltines are my preferred choice).

What about you....do you put crackers in your soup?


Now as for an afterthought crumb on this Friday, I must make a statement about laundry. It is frankly daily and I am truly thankful for my constant appliances that make this duty so much easier. After all I have read those Little House on the Prairie books regarding their laundry days. I once heard a woman of three teenage sons declare she would not have any problems if she did not have dirty laundry. As a young mother of one little one, all I could do was chuckle. I do not chuckle on the same level these days. And to make it even more interesting and complicated, I have older children that come back with their dirty laundry....loads and loads of dirty laundry.... and have Laundromat Day at my house. But their distinct idea of doing laundry is as far as the east is from the west from my grounded idea. Consequently, for the past two days I have lived with dirty clothes all over my laundry room floor. It is time to make a judgment here.....I will be For Hire to do laundry, if and only if the laundry is dropped off on designated days and it must by no means be more than a week's worth of laundry.....Good. Now that I have that all straight.......

Why must one have such a large supply of Shout? I counted four bottles! Dirty, dirty laundry needs, I presume.

A Sweet Bonnet of Pink

Another baby gift, and this one all pink and white. I feel as if the LORD granted me the privilege of praying for this precious one beginning two summers ago and now the arrival date is only four weeks away. The parents and five year old big sister are jubilant. They have been praying and hoping for so very long.



So I made a very special gift. Her own smocked pink and white "Easter" bonnet, dainty, delicate and oh so feminine.

With the simplest details such as these ribbon clasps to keep the silk ribbons that will caress her tiny, fresh, newborn chin.

"Mrs. Weston, with her baby on her knee, indulging in such reflections as these, was one of the happiest women in the world. If any thing could increase her delight, it was perceiving that the baby would soon have outgrown its first set of caps."

Jane Austen
Emma

A Daughter's Heart

What a thoroughly satisfying day. The girls in Polished Cornerstone planned and executed an evening of serving their fathers a special meal. The purpose stems from a deep desire we have to foster in our daughters the idea of holding their fathers in the role of a "knight in shining armor" until the day comes that he, in fact, will give them away to their future husbands. This is so imperative, to give our daughters the love and attention they crave, and need for that matter, while they are yet still at home under our care and protection.

The girls also wrote a letter to their fathers to be included in a pail of goodies, and at the end of the meal each father reached out plucking a rose from the center vase and presented it to their daughter, one long-stemmed rose.


Confetti of pink and red hearts spiraled from fingers across the white tablecloth. I had such a difficult time catching this on film, which only reminds me of how quickly these years of my daughter's girlhood are spiraling away from me. Each day is a priceless gift.

All Day Granola

Most mornings I eat a breakfast of vanilla yogurt (Stoneyfield Farms is my absolute favorite) with flax seed grain and fresh fruit: raspberries, blueberries or strawberries. If the market fruit is not satisfactory then I will use frozen blueberries. This along with a cold glass of orange juice will get me through my busy morning of homeschooling until lunchtime.


For several months, truly it has been that long, I have had hankerings for some homemade granola. I just simply have not taken the time to make a batch. Oh..... am I ever glad I took the time this morning right before I started on Charlotte's reading lesson. She pulled up her trusty stool and we proceeded to make my dreams come true right then and there. I am calling this
All Day Granola because you will eat it all day.....it is delicious! You might want to make two batches.....


All Day Granola

2 cups of oatmeal, whole grain milled
3/4 cups of broken pecans halves
1/2 cup sliced almonds
1/2 cup wheat germ
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 1/4 teaspoon ground allspice
1/3 cup brown sugar

Mix all ingredients and add:
!/2 stick melted butter
2 tablespoons honey

Preheat oven to 300 degrees and bake for 15 minutes, stirring every five.
Add 1/2 cup of dried cherries and 1/2 cup of dried blueberries ( you may just add one if preferred).
Bake another15-20 minutes stirring every 5 minutes. Cool.

Black Patent Leather Shoes

As a child I can remember wearing saddle oxfords to school. But come Sunday morning no other shoes would do but my shiny black patent leather shoes. All little girls should have a pair to wear when dressed up in their best.

Drawing Hedgehogs

"She was running, running, running up the hill - and where was her white frilled cap? and her shawl? and her gown-and her petticoat?

"And how small she had grown- and how brown - and covered with prickles!
Why! Mrs. Tiggy-winkle was nothing but a HEDGEHOG!

We adore this story by Beatrix Potter, so in her honor we drew hedgehogs. I love the prickles on Charlotte's little critter.

There are days I too feel all prickly, just as I can I imagine a hedgehog would be, but today was not such a day. Sigh.

Chocolate Chip Cookies

Nothing like a cold day and chocolate chip cookies. But then in my book there is not a day nor a season that chocolate chip cookies don't enrich to the utmost. They put smiles on faces, calm sweet tooth cravings and absolutely make a marriage with a mug of ice cold milk.

Pouring in the entire bag of chocolate chips and...stirring with all your might...that's Charlotte's version.
The goldenest brown baked cookies cooling on wire racks, but the spaces tell the true story... we just couldn't wait any longer


I have tried a slew of chocolate chip recipes in my quest for the best. Without fail I find myself returning to this all time favorite. Maybe it is because they have an inordinate amount of sentimentality attached since I have been making them since I was ten years old. You just can't beat them.

Week's Lessons

"For Thou, O God, has proved us: Thou has tried us, as silver is tried."
Psalm 66:10

If I have a backache....I will praise Him.

If I am tired from a sleepless night...I will praise Him.

If my mother with Alzheimer's tells me she is writing me off... I will praise Him.

When the hormones put me on a "roller coaster" and I despise roller coasters....I will praise Him.

If I run out of gas on the Interstate at 5:00 in the evening....I will praise Him.



Proverbs 17:3 states,"The fining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold: but the LORD trieth the hearts."

Through it all He takes my heart and purifies it for His glory, many times using the everyday happenings of my life, good or bad, to make me so utterly dependent on Him! I will sing of the mercies of the LORD forever: with my mouth will I make known His faithfulness to all generations. (Psalm 89:1)

Bright Tights

Wearing of dresses and skirts can make bare legs cold when the temperatures dip low; therefore, Charlotte has a vast array of tights to pull from her drawer for such winter days. Some of them are of the plain neutral colors that go with most things..... white, black, brown. But my favorite by far are the brightly colored print ones. She still needs helps with putting them on, but she is getting the hang of the "tugging dance" quite well.

on the needles

I am in a knitting frenzy these days. Just the sheer activity of knitting gives a creative sense of pith to my day. There's always hope that I will manage to knit every day somewhere, somehow and usually this is doable.

I am thrilled about a late March arrival to my expectant neighbor, so to join in with her joy I thought I would knit something for the little fellow. I know the yarn looks navy blue, but it truly is more of a slate blue and my brain is already spinning with the thoughts of the perfect buttons. It will cover him with warmth next Fall when his seven-month old preciousness will need a little slate-blue sweater for the times his mother takes him out ....I can't hardly wait.

Creamy-colored Things

While it was snowing the other day I was contemplating making a dessert for my family, something special for an extra special day.Gingerbread has been the sweet food of choice on snowy days in the past. But since I did not have any molasses in my cupboards that was not a possibility. Snow cream made from freshly fallen snow kept stirring my memories, but I have a difficult time with the thought of using snow these days. We get so little snow...and we all know what things one can find on the ground.

So I decided I to pull the Cuisinart off the top pantry shelf and make my own delicious soft serve "snow" cream.


And can you believe it? Bright red strawberries in January which made the ice cream just burst with rich flavor, and that of course took this dessert up a step to be listed as " healthy" eating.

Easy Ice Cream

Blend:
1 cup milk
1 cup sugar

With spatula, gently stir:
2 cups of heavy cream
2 teaspoon vanilla

You can also add 1/2 cup powdered cocoa to the milk and sugar if chocolate is your craving.

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I do believe I am becoming acclimated to the bread making process. This particular recipe for a baguette is so incredibly simple. How appropriate to begin showing my littlest baker how to make bread. As usual she was a willing student.

People my age speak of crinkly eyes as the surefire way of declaring time marches on, but just for the simple fact that my hands are ever before me, I see the passing of the days and years in my hands. However, I am discovering another beneficial aspect of aging; some things just do not matter. I desire that my children remember my busy hands, lovingly touching sick brows, deftly twisting hairbands into ponytails, rhythmically knitting and purling luxurious yarns, and purposely kneading the smooth nourishing dough. Life is entirely too short to get tripped up on temporal things. Baguette

1 teaspoon active dry yeast
1 teaspoon sugar
1 1/2 cup warm water(105-115 degrees)
4-4 1/2 cups unbleached flour
2-2 1/2 teaspoons salt

Sprinkle yeast and sugar over warm water and let stand for about 5 minutes.
Stir in 2 cups of flour with wooden spoon and then add remaining flour and salt until stiff dough forms.

On lightly floured surface, knead the dough approximately 8 minutes. Your dough needs to be smooth and elastic.

Transfer the dough to a lightly oiled deep bowl, turn to coat dough, cover with plastic wrap until double in size, about 1 1/2 hour.

Punch dough and form into long slender loaf, 21"x 3"
Set on a lightly greased cooking sheet. Let rise uncovered for 3o minutes.
Make 3-4 slashes and brush lightly with cool water.

Bake in a preheated 400 degree oven for 30 minutes.