"I love thee to the depth and breadth and height, my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight, for the ends of being and ideal grace...I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death."
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Saturday, October 23, 2010

"It's just a phase"

So, Mr. Hudson. He's really mastered the temper tantrum. He's got it down.
Darrin and I are working on it. I asked his daycare what they do when he throws a tantrum and they said, "Oh....well, he doesn't really do that here."
Hmmmmphhhh.
Of course, he doesn't.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Trip to OK

Since we had yesterday off (Columbus Day), Hudson and I decided to go visit my parents in Owasso, OK.....We had lots of fun and Hudson even got to feed the ducks at the park! He wasn't sure what to think at first, but was definitely not afraid of them. He just wanted to eat all the bread himself, I think! On Saturday, we were able to see Kari Jobe, who was performing at my brother's church, which was AWESOME! If you don't have her CD, buy it! (Or ask me to burn it for you). It was nice to have a little help from Grandma and Grandpa for a few days! I even got away to get a mani/pedi....It's good to be home again, too, but it's amazing how quickly the weekends go by now that I'm working again! I wasn't quite ready to go back to school today!








Pie Caramba! Mexican Pizza


Thought I'd share a recipe I made recently....I got it from Simple and Delicious Magazine:

Pie Caramba Mexican Pizza:
8 oz ground beef
1/3 cup minced onion
1 tsp minced garlic
1/2 cup diced grape tomatoes
1/4 cup each grated carrot and diced green bell pepper
1/2 cup frozen or canned corn
1/4 cup canned black beans, drained and rinsed
1 tbsp minced fresh cilantro
1 tsp chili powder
1/2 tsp ground cumin
1/2 tsp each salt and black pepper
1/2 cup pizza sauce
1 12 inch, pre-baked, thin-crust pizza shell
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
2 tbsp minced green onion
Light sour cream, salsa and guacamole (optional)

Directions:
Preheat oven to 425 degrees

Spray a large, non-stick skillet with cooking spray. Add beef, onion and garlic. Cook and stir over md-high heat until beef is no longer pink. Add tomatoes, carrot, green pepper, corn and beans. Cook and stir for 2 more minutes. Add cilantro, chili powder, cumin, salt and pepper. Cook 1 more minute. remove from heat.

Spread pizza sauce evenly over crust. Top with half the cheese. Spoon beef mixture evenly over pizza. Top with remaining cheese, followed by green onion.

Place pizza directly on middle oven rack and bake for 10-12 minutes. Top w/salsa, sour cream, etc, if desired.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Bedtime Stories

I hate to admit this, but I've always been a fairly impatient person.
I am impatient with others. I am impatient with strangers and I am, unfortunately, impatient with those that I love. I am impatient with large corporations, and I am impatient with machines....I am impatient with the internet and I am impatient with my checking account. Most of all, I am impatient with myself....probably more than anyone or anything else, I am impatient with myself.

I always enjoyed "playing" the piano and I enjoyed "playing" the flute and then I enjoyed "playing" the oboe, but never did I enjoy "practicing" any of those, because "practicing" required patience. When I found my natural talent leaving me, it was difficult to press on.
In fact, the older I get, the more I wonder what more I could have accomplished had I had more patience.
Luckily, this lack of patience is something that I now fully recognize within myself. It is also something that my darling son continually helps me with.

When I find myself getting impatient with Hudson, during one of his seemingly well-rehearsed tantrums, I remind myself how much he has already grown. I remind myself to enjoy each stage of his life, regardless of what each stage contains (this one, is tantrums-galore).
He is turning into my little boy. No, he already is my little boy....he seemingly went from "baby" to "big boy" overnight.
Tonight, while sitting in the rocker, reading him his bedtime story, I was overwhelmed by how much I love him and how blessed we are to have him. After three books, I asked him if he was ready for "night-night", to which he shook his head, "no". So we kept reading, because I wasn't ready either.

Here is a portion of one of our stories from tonight: "Little Golden Book about God"


God gives us everything we need - Shelter from cold and wind and rain,
clothes to wear and food to eat.
God gives us flowers, the songs of birds,
the laughter of brooks, the deep song of the sea.

He sends the sunshine, to make things grow,
sends in its turn, the needed rain.
God makes us grow, too, with minds and eyes,
to look about our wonderful world, to see its beauty, to feel its might.
He gives us a small still voice in our hearts to help us tell wrong from right.
God gives us hopes and wishes and dreams, plans for our grown-up years ahead.

He gives us memories of yesterday, so that happy times and people we love we can keep with us always in our hearts. For GOD IS LOVE.

God is the love of our mother's kiss, the warm-strong hug of our daddy's arms.
God is in all the love we feel for playmates and family and friends.
When we're hurt or sorry or lonely or sad, if we think of God, He is with us there.

God whispers to us in our hearts:
"Do not fear, I am here
And I love you, my dear.
Close your eyes and sleep tight
For tomorrow will be bright -
All is well, dear child.
Good night."





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