Along Comes Another Month

It has been over a month since I last posted. Life has been busy.

It's been busy-fun with:

-The reviews I am doing over at She {hearts} It

(I just posted a review about these summer sneakers).

-Providence lost both of her front teeth, LOVE that.

-Watching this little guy grow

-Going to the zoo with friends

-Building forts

-Parties and parties, baby showers, birthdays, graduations...

It's also been busy-hard, Isaiah had a seizure last month and besides the initial 911 call, ambulance ride, and hospital visit we've since been going to doctors, getting tests, seeing a specialist, etc. He is doing well, no problems since. His neurologist said it all points to pain medication that he was taking (seizure is a side effect).

On top of this the doctor told him he couldn't drive {at work} for 3 months, so over one weekend we weren't sure if he would even be able to keep his job since driving is part of it. Thankfully everyone that needed to be on board decided to work around his limitation and he is able to "ride-along" till August, when he will be released to drive again.

Providence and I have been reading about the Israelites in her Bible lessons, as we read each story over and over I shockingly tell her how they didn't learn...they STILL didn't trust the Lord to take care of them after all HE had done. Then my surprise and disgust turns to shame, I'm right there with them. Fretting after all He has done.

Yummy in my tummy

While working through my yeast issues my diet is extremely restricted. Nothing to feed the yeast: sugar, fruit, processed foods, refined foods, gluten, even some starchy veggies like carrots, potatoes, and corn, all no-nos for the time being.

This is forcing me to be a little more creative in the kitchen. I warned Isaiah that dinners around here may be getting strange for a bit, like mashed turnips instead of potatoes (delicious by the way). Perhaps it's not so strange for some (like me) but my pickiest eater by far is my husband and I wanted to warn him. I found some great recipes that fit my criteria. Though some of them I've been a little apprehensive about sharing with the man of the house, he is the type that just won't eat what he doesn't want.

One of them was planned Wednesday night, a recipe that sounded wonderful and simple:

Coconut Chicken with Spinach

For 2 servings:
1 large chicken breast (chopped)

3 cups baby spinach
1 onion (chopped)
1/2 cup coconut milk
3 tablespoons coconut oil
Handful of almonds
Salt and pepper to taste

Add almonds to the food processor to chop them up, then lightly brown in a pan with coconut oil. Set aside.

In a pot, add the coconut milk and spinach, then cover on a low heat to simmer.

Now add the onions to a second pan for 2 minutes with coconut oil, then add chicken until thoroughly cooked. Take the chicken and onions and add them to the pot with the coconut milk and spinach. Stir and cover for 2 minutes. Served garnished with toasted almonds, salt and pepper.

SOOOO good, changes I made were of course doubling the recipe, I used regular spinach and slivered almonds so I was able to skip the food processor step, also I only had one onion but it was pretty big.

As I was preparing this mushy mess of goodness I thought "Isaiah will probably have to scrounge for dinner tonight I don't think he will touch this." I got a welcomed surprise when not only did he eat it but he said "This one's a keeper to put in regular rotation." Wow, his horizons may be expanding - I'm thinking of trying some kind of quinoa salad on him next.

*since I didn't take a picture of the dinner he is a picture of the picky eater*

The corners of your mouth turn up

Ace loves his big sister - his biggest sister I should say. She can make him smile all live long day.

What's a Day, More or Less?

I have been meaning to post this short story for awhile now, but wanted to take a recent photo of Asaph to put up with it and haven't...so here's the story sans photo, but rest assured he's growing and still oh-so-cute in his little manly way.

An envelope arrived recently from the department of Health and Welfare, enclosed was birth certificate info that we need to make sure is correct. Since I like to read and verify these kinds of things (I typically I read any papers before I sign) I scanned over the facts

Name: Asaph blah-blah

Yes.

Sex: Male

Looking good.

Blah-Blah-Blah. Wait hold on there.

DOB: March 16, 2011

Ooops, he was born the 15th...

Unfortunately to have anything fixed on the birth certificate you need to have the corrections notarized. More unfortunately if the corrections happen to be the time or date of birth you need a signed affidavit from the birth attendant. They make this real easy for a gal who just gave birth. I called my midwife and she said she'd take care of it. I'm thankful because when I told Isaiah what we would need to do he said "Let's just leave it, it's only one day."

Collector

Providence has this obsession about rescuing anything she thinks can be reused. Boxes, containers, stained and ripped clothing, tiny pieces of paper, if I'm tossing anything out she will ask if she can have it. The other day it went to far, I was throwing away the plastic diaper wrapper and she asked if she could have it. In disbelief I asked her what she would use it for, she said "Oh lots of things, a bag, a hat..."

I'm afraid Providence has inherited my fathers lack of ability to throw anything away.