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Juggles The Clown
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“Heeler”
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Pranksta
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My My, What Sparkly Porridge You Have
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Yummy Granola

Juggles The Clown

It’s difficult being a juggler, keeping the balls and swords and flaming batons up in the air all at once. Lately, I’ve dropped most of the balls, been stabbed in the neck by an errant sword or two and my hair is currently aflame. It’s difficult being a parent on the best of days. Is my child eating well enough, gaining enough, drinking enough, pooping enough? Sometimes I just have enough of the enoughs. It’s difficult being the stay at home parent. I miss my job. I miss my old life. I feel guilty about that every day. It’s difficult making time to do the things that are not mummy related. To set aside the toys, to put down the dust cloth and to take pleasure in something that makes you feel like someone other than a cook/housekeeper/nurse/playmate/teacher/safety officer/mother. When I started this blog, its purpose was to document the birth of a home business – custom art for childrens’ rooms… PolkaDotGrove was a passion that both Sarah and I shared. She, because she is a true artist, in vision, talent and skill. Me? Mostly the vision part. I have ideas coming out the ying-yang. It’s the talent and skill[…]

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“Heeler”

Parenting a special needs child is challenging sometimes. Fortunately most days are rewarding and lovely. Yesterday was not one of those days. Yesterday was the first time in my history as a parent that I both raised my voice at my child and also slapped her hand. Not hard, but a slap nonetheless. I felt sick afterwards and still do. I’ve written about Avery’s recent diagnosis of Epilepsy and how frightening her seizures have been for our family. Because they often require medical intervention to stop them, they can be dangerous. This is why my husband and I take turns sleeping beside her in her room in case of an episode in the night. Needless to say, we come by the dark circles under our eyes honestly. Shortly after her last trip to the ER due to a particularly bad seizure, Avery came down with bacterial pneumonia. Call me crazy, but I’m convinced she picked it up at the hospital. She woke up one morning with a raspy voice and runny nose. No fever. I kept her home from preschool just in case. By 4 pm she was listless, had a temp of 104.6 and a respiration rate of 70[…]

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Pranksta

I come from a long line of fools who value a silly practical joke more than water or air. Growing up, my parents were always joking and getting their silly on; like the time my mom secretly sewed bells into the inside of my dad’s bowling pants. He made it as far as the front door when his jingly nethers stopped him in his tracks. I still have no clue what that was all about, but I do know my parents laughed until they cried. At teacher’s college, I lived in a dorm with a fabulous group of chicks who knew how to execute a prank and there were pranks aplenty let me tell you. Looking back now at our dumbassery, I find it hard to believe that today we’re teachers.  My friend Jen was a frequent victim. She herself is a prankster-savant and is the type of person who can make you laugh and keep you laughing until you literally fall down. I know this from experience. She’d been to Florida over the term break where she borrowed some random guy’s coke bottle glasses to use as a prop in a ridiculous photo. Why? For a laugh of course.[…]

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My My, What Sparkly Porridge You Have

I feel like Goldilocks living in this house filled with porridge lovers. I realize oatmeal is healthy and everything, but it’s gross. I’m a texture person. Porridge is a gruely mixture somewhere between vomit and lumpy soup. I’m not a big fan. Give me oatmeal cookies, crunchy oaty granola, even Hall and Oats, but keep your porridge to yourself. My husband (aka Papa Bear) continues to ignore my pleas and has been making a LARGE pot of oatmeal every morning. He eats it. The kids eat it. And I’m guilted into eating it. “It’s good for you! It’ll fill you up. Lower your cholesterol..blah, blah, blah…” he lectures. So, I’ve been a good Little Miss Muffet, eating what I’ve been given. Oh wait, Miss Muffet ate curds and whey, not porridge. Whatever. Equally disgusting. Yesterday, I drew the line when Papa Bear asked, “So? How is it?” “Fine” I muttered, “but I could do without the sparkly bits. What are those anyway?” “Oh ya. I tried to scoop out as much as I could.” Papa Bear explained. He had added the baggie of “Reindeer Food” (oats mixed with red, green and silver craft sparkles) Avery and I had made to[…]

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Yummy Granola

  I’ve been wearing Birkenstoks since before they became trendy. I’ve been known to hug the odd tree now and then. And, I LOVE granola. Here’s a tasty and healthy recipe that I make all the time courtesy of my BFF who lives in Vancouver so clearly, she is WAY more “granola” than I am. I buy most of these ingredients in bulk. The Bulk Barn now carries many organic items. Granola Crunch Makes 8 cups. Heat 1/2 cup of honey in a large pot. Once the honey has melted… Add: 1 cup oats 1 cup millet 1 cup sesame seeds 1 cup pumpkin seeds 1 cup sunflower seeds 1 cup sliced almonds 1/2 cup flax seeds (optional) 1 cup shredded unsweetened coconut 1/2 cup raisins or dried cranberries/blueberries 2 tsp vanilla extract 1 tsp cinnamon zest of one orange (optional) * I sometimes leave out the almonds and pumpkin seeds to make this granola more toddler friendly aka less “chokey” Mix until all ingredients are coated. At this point you can also add 1/2 cocoa powder for a chocolatey version. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees and spread the granola out flat onto two cookie sheets and bake for[…]

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