slowing down for the holidays

How is it already December 23rd? Halloween was late this year (thanks to Superstorm Sandy rescheduling), Thanksgiving was early, I blinked, and now it’s Christmas.

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You mean you don’t celebrate Christmas with the Muppets? Perhaps you should.

Thankfully, we recognized that a calmer holiday season was in order (as opposed to our usual crazy hosting of hordes of people with groaning tables of food). While we missed the cacophony at Thanksgiving, keeping it simple this year actually gave me time to wrap presents days ahead of time and make something more than just chocolate chip cookies for Santa as the kids are going to bed on Christmas Eve. I broke out the cookie cutters from my own childhood, and let the kids lead on baking. Tomorrow, we decorate, and Kermit will likely lose all his facial features under mounds of powdered sugar icing. But I’m ok with that. At the end of the day, the kids are happier with ‘candy sandwiches’ anyway, and I’ve actually been able to enjoy their company without running down the mental list of things I still need to do. Sometimes you just need to take the holiday season slowly.

20121217_180927  Good things can happen when the kids are in charge of dessert.

Here’s to important connections – family, friends, the neighborhood coffee shop, bakery, cheesemonger, or just the neighbor who smiles while walking by – all the little things that add up to a life well lived. Happy Holidays to you, and thanks for helping me feel connected to what truly matters.

the secret to getting your kids to eat what you make…

Have them help you.

I forget this lesson often, usually when little people are whining and tired and ‘I really wanna watch tv’ and I’m tired too and dinner needs to be made quickly and and and….

Well, I need to get out of that habit. I haven’t made toddler sushi with my nine year old in ages (or with my four year old at all, I don’t think). This past weekend, before I left for a week-long work trip, I made spending time with my clingy daughter a priority, to hopefully make those ‘please don’t go, Mommy!’ pleas not hurt quite as bad. And because we needed to use up the two pecks of peaches I bought mid-week with a neighbor, peach pie was on the menu. Yum.

This time of year, fresh local peaches are ripe, delicious – and easy to slice with a table knife. Perfect for a helpful little person not particularly good at watching her fingers when slicing peaches:

Color-coordinated bathing suit optional, but recommended.

Measuring and dumping is also easy for kids (we even successfully grated fresh nutmeg while not grating any fingers), with different colors of stuff going into the mix to jazz things up. Giving input to the pattern on the top of the pie – a wobbly star, this time – also added to the fun.

Here’s the end result of our peach weekend: pie, peach bourbon jam, and peach halves canned with local honey syrup.

This process of encouraging help might have worked a little too well. After eating almost all the jam that didn’t fit in a jar…

…she still had enough room to put away two pieces of pie. Great! She’ll eat what she helps to make! I have succeeded as a parent (especially one who doesn’t mind if her kids eat pie for breakfast since I know there’s a ton of fruit and not much sugar)! I left for my work trip secure in the knowledge that this life lesson was a good one.

And then I offered a slice of pie to a friend, who contacted my husband to sort out the pie delivery details on facebook:

Lesson learned: next time, make two pies.

hummina hummina hummina

This is not a photo blog. I mean, I have photos here, but I’ve probably taken them with my cell phone and they’re not the best quality.

But why the heck would I need to focus on my crappy photos when I can find such fantastic ones elsewhere?

(photo courtesy of Karen Walrond at Chookooloonks)

This photo is one of many Karen took of an amazing vegetable garden in Tobago at Kariwak Village, which looks pretty darn cool itself. I’ve never seen myself as a ‘check out things close to the equator’ kind of person, especially since my skin burns in 15 minutes on an overcast day, but Karen’s photos and descriptions of this haven may just change my mind. Enjoy the eye candy!

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Ooooh! Her Trinidad market pictures from a few days ago are also fantastic.