Tuesday, April 28, 2009

My Happy Accident

Almond Crusted Pork Tenderloin with Maple Balsamic Sauce

1 pork tenderloin, roughly 2 lbs
2 cups almond flour
1 t cinnamon
1 t nutmeg
1/2 t ginger
1 t ground black pepper
Olive oil

Dry off pork tenderloin, brush lightly with olive oil. Combine dry ingredients and coat pork. Bake at 350 25 per pound or until internal temperature measures 160 F.

1 cup maple syrup
1/2 c balsamic vinegar
1 apple, finely chopped

Combine all ingredients in a small sauce pan. Bring to a boil and then reduce to meduim-low until thick.

Dressing yourself

There are certain moments when you really wonder what your child is thinking and what sort of adult he/she will end up being. In this instance, despite the Richard Nixon hand gestures, my first thought was engineer.

Friday, April 24, 2009


It's a glorious day. It's warm and sunny, the kids have mostly been behaving, and I made a happy accident for dinner last night. (Recipe to follow in future post).

I went for a walk at lunch time and was reminded of my Shakespeare professor from college, who on such a day as this once suggested reading William Wordsworth's (who is strangely handsome) poem 'Daffodils'.

"Daffodils" (1804)

I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretch'd in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

A sit upon

Do you remember those from Girl Scouts? We'd get some sort of flower-power type vinyl table cloth type fabric with some cushioning and then lace them together and then well, sit upon them. If I remember right, mine was yellow with big green daisies on it.

Anyway, I'm not here to talk to you about scouting projects (or a boy and a girl in a little canoe with the moon shining all around) but the fact that starting yesterday, we noticed that our girl can sit for about 20 seconds at a time. We're on our way.

Now, back to my guerrilla warfare, in form of Goose Neck Summer Ale.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Important Milestones (not millstones!)

On Friday, we all went to the doctor. Suzy and Harry had their 6 month and 5 year well child check ups. Of note:
  • Suzy now weighs 14.5 lbs and is 26" long. She's in the 30% for weight and 50% for height. As my mom said, 'she's long and lean'. I'll admit that I sort of hope she stays that way.
  • Harry now weighs 53 lbs and is 46" tall (when do they switch from long to tall?). He's in the 96% for weight and 97% for height. Thankfully, we've stopped measuring his head, since we already know it's on the big side.
In non-medical news, Harry has reached underpant size 8, which so far as I can tell is the biggest size that cartoon underpants come in. I'm not sure I'm ready to make that switch yet. Pete suggested iron-ons.

Meanwhile, we had a very nice visit with my cousin Heather this weekend, and her friend Sean. Harry is quite in love with both of them, and Suzy enjoyed the extra arms to hold her (especially after the shots.) Pete and I got to go out with them on Friday night to the beer hall, which we should really visit more often.

As for Easter outfits, I'm not ashamed to admit that I engaged in some psychological warfare to achieve the below. Having first presented Harry with the pink oxford, he was all too happy to put on the yellow polo. Really? You think it's just a little wrong? I know, but Sarah will understand.

Monday, April 6, 2009

He's 5

Our boy is 5. I could make a long list about everything I know about a boy who is five but mostly I know that there aren't enough nights to read him a story and sing him a song before he goes to sleep and there aren't enough mornings to watch cartoons and eat cereal with him.

Friday, April 3, 2009

And the baking continues

Happily with more success. The brownie recipe is indeed a winner, so long as you follow the directions. (Fancy that.) And the cookie recipe is all that and more.

Meanwhile, we've moved on to cupcakes. 'Chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting and chocolate, no, rainbow sprinkles that taste like bars.' So, gentle reader, I'd best get back to the kitchen. I've got cupcakes to make.

But you'd do the same for him, wouldn't you?

ps -- low quality photos from my phone. so much for remembering the camera - must have been the sugar?

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Party planning

Besides trying to figure out how to make a brownie/cookie/hot wheels cake (which by the way is now a brownie/cookie/planet heroes cake) I'm also struggling with the real issues related to planning a kid's birthday party, such as:
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  1. What exactly do I put in those little gift bags all the kids get? Is it ok to just give them all a matchbox car?
  2. What kid doesn't like cake?
  3. Is it wrong to tell people the kid has too much stuff and doesn't need any presents? (Please, I'm having the Mommy Dearest flashbacks, too. No, not the beating with the hanger, the one with the birthday party and then the kid only got to keep 1 present and had to give the rest away. Do you think he'll notice if I give everything in his bedroom away?)
  4. Why don't I get a present? I'm the one who did all the work 5 years ago. Which reminds me, it's really a sweet day. While he'll never remember, I'll never forget.
Sniff... where did those tissues go?