Friday again? Already? I’ve been in a bit of a fog this week thanks to the plague, er, I mean hand, foot, and mouth disease. Charlotte got it Saturday, and had all the classic symptoms. This led to sleepless nights as her toes itched. Then Tuesday Kieran got the fever but never got the rash. H did, however, get dehydrated and has been miserable. Today has been better, thank God.
I’m not sure who was more excited about the library sale this past week, the kids or me. We went twice and got some really good books, including a complete reference set. I’m always looking for resources for our home school.
I think I’m addicted to homemade crackers. I make them every couple of days and end up eating half as soon as they’re ready. So simple, so delicious. I might be slightly possessive of them, though. I keep them away from the kids most of the time. Of course, that’s mostly because I can’t eat many store-bought foods, so I am rather protective of the things I can eat.
In case you’re interested, here’s my recipe (I actually measure things!)
1/2 c wholewheat flour
1/3 c plain or bread flour (bread flour makes them crispier)
1 tsp baking powder
1/3 c water
1/6 c olive oil
Herbs, spices, seeds to taste
Preheat oven to 375. Mix the dry ingredients. If using herbs, add them now (I usually use fresh rosemary and sea salt). Add the wet ingredients and stir just until mixed. Turn out directly onto a baking sheet and roll out (if dough is sticky, spread a little olive oil on it). If using seeds or spices, spread them on now and then roll lightly to make sure they’re not going to just fall off. Using a pizza cutter, cut into squares. Bake for 10-15 minutes, or until golden.
I am a little jealous of an Orthodox friend of mine, because her 10-month-old receives the Eucharist every week. I wish my children could receive from infancy as well. But I do love the Latin practices of daily Mass and Eucharistic Adoration.
And at least more dioceses are restoring the order of the Sacraments of Initiation so that children are confirmed earlier. I hope more dioceses adopt this practice. Our old diocese did this, but our current one doesn’t.
Friday seems like a good day for a dance party. Or so Charlotte and I thought. We’ve been dancing around to the White Album, Sgt Pepper, and various songs by The Squirrel Nut Zippers. And some Mozart, for good measure. Leo joined in the dancing by bopping up and down.
Having a random lady compliment my gentle parenting in the grocery definitely made up for Charlotte being scolded by a librarian for climbing on a table at the library when my back was turned. You win some, you lose some.
My habit of not measuring anything when cooking seems to annoy others, because then I can’t give precise directions. I remember one time we had Kieran’s godparents over and I made scones. They wanted the recipe, and I had to tell them I didn’t measure exactly, though I can give estimates. Not long after that, we went to their house and she made a Gambian dish for us. I asked for the recipe but she couldn’t give any exact directions, either. One of these days I’ll just have to watch her do it and then I can copy it better.
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