Cinco de Mayo, Mother’s Day, and Being Real

Sometimes all it takes is a margarita. In this case it took three.

The first one was with my family last Friday. Scott had taken the day off and it was a gorgeous Spring day. We did some errands, spent some time at the park, and found ourselves lunching at Pasqual’s, a restaurant in our neighborhood with a huge outdoor deck. They were serving special grapefruity margaritas for Cinco de Mayo. Alzette enjoyed a taco and Luna slept through most of the meal. Sure the deck overlooks a parking lot, but when it’s nice out and you’re drinking a margarita and from where you’re sitting you can see the yellow slide at the local nursery where your daughter sometimes plays, it’s hard to notice. These are the moments I live for: relaxing, eating, appreciating the people who matter most to me.

The next day we took a mini-road trip to La Crosse to meet up with my sister and her family. Her baby is only one month younger than mine, and I finally met her at 8 months. We had tried to visit each other prior to this, but when you live 6+ hours apart, if one or both babies get sick you have to cancel travel plans. We finally had a chance to meet somewhere between our two cities and had a great day – we visited the local co-op, had a picnic lunch, strolled along the river, and checked out the toy store at the La Crosse children’s museum. We live in Madison, a pretty affordable city, but it’s nice to be reminded that there are other communities with equally fun things to do at an even lower price tag.

Finding lots of other moms to talk to makes a big difference in meeting the demands of mothering. This is because every child is different, and parenting presents so many different types of challenges and unexpected scenarios and every parent has a slightly different approach to handling them. So talking to as many parents as you can helps you figure out how you want to approach things. Most importantly it helps you stay sane knowing that you’re not alone in sometimes feeling confused, frustrated, anxious, or sad. My sister has been a mother for 8 months and we’ve already shared a lot of important moments – some filled with tears, but most filled with laughter – bonding over how unexpected, difficult, joyous, nerve-wracking, and beautiful motherhood is. In fact on Saturday as we all sat on a picnic blanket, me with my family and she with hers, she chuckled and said “Well, I never could have predicted this moment.” We all burst into laughter, it seemed to perfectly summarize everything about our lives.

My extremely adorable niece shares a special moment with her cousin.

It was so nice to see my niece’s mom and dad in action: they work so well as a team and seem to be truly enjoying the ride of being parents together. Later that evening as we grabbed a quick dinner at a local wine bar, my sister and I shared a margarita. It was a fun but hectic dinner, I think she and I each had only a few sips. Sometimes when you’re on the road at the end of a fun-filled day, facing a night of driving with a baby, a few sips is all you need.


Then came Mother’s Day. I slept the entire morning. It wasn’t the morning I had planned, but it had been a long couple of days and I was beat. I stayed in bed until noon while Scott watched the kids. I woke up and said: “I only have one goal for the day: that we get the garden tilled and ready for planting.” It was another beautiful Spring day. Scott and I took turns weeding, tilling, holding the baby, and digging out compost. Ok so I didn’t even take a shower that day, and I didn’t go out for brunch or hit the spa (from previous Mother’s Day posts you know where this is all going…), but I had a great weekend with family and spent a lot of time outside and at the end of the day we had a nice strip of fertile soil in a sunny part of the yard where every year we try to grow vegetables. I was satisfied.

Then my best friend showed up with margaritas.

Last July my best girlfriend moved from Washington, D.C., to just one block away from me. This has pretty much changed everything. My friend works part time from home, and her daughter is one and a half. To describe fully what it means to live one block from your best friend and also become a mother with her is subject for another post. But the daily perks are obvious: the two of us and our girls hang out regularly – going to the library and play groups, taking walks to the park, or just making each other lunch at our homes. Between her house and mine is just a backyard: that of my friend and neighbor whose daughter is Alzette’s peer and playmate. This mom and I often take turns watching each others kids. If this all seems like a dream it’s because it is.

So this Mother’s Day, my best friend and her family showed up on our deck with margarita ingredients to celebrate the day. The kids played and snacked, the parents talked and drank. Later my neighbor arrived home from a barbecue with her family. So then we had more kids laughing, dads chatting, and the night ended with three tipsy moms standing on the sidewalk bonding over Mother’s Day and life.

We circled around one topic: being real. We talked about how there are some moms who seem to only want to paint a rosy picture of life as a mom, and some who love being a mom but also appreciate that not everything about it is easy and are able to talk freely about both the beauty and the hardship. It’s from those moms that we learn the most. We don’t need someone to tell us how much we’re going to love our kids, or how joyous we’ll feel when we see them happy (although sometimes on a bad day it helps to be reminded of these moments), and we definitely don’t need to be told (for the thousandth time) how quickly it all goes by. We know all that, or at least we’re about to learn it really easily.

When you’re a new parent you need someone to warn you that children will bring out the best in you, but also the worst, and so be ready to face that part of yourself. We need someone to break down for us what parenting is really all about. An obvious source would be our own parents, but they find it difficult to be real – I think – because they don’t want us to interpret their difficulties as meaning they love us any less. But parents could tell other young parents about it! And our peer groups should do the same. For example, I remember when I was pregnant the first time I really didn’t understand why having children would be so tiring (yes I realize this is laughable now). Once my baby was born, I wish someone had written down in more plain terms the practical realities of why it is such an energy-sapping experience. (I try to share these kind of realities in some of my posts, such as this one.)

Recently one of my favorite blogs, The Ugly Volvo, posted a piece about the realities of pregnancy and how it’s not always a pleasant experience, and how sometimes a mother can feel pressure to speak more positively about her pregnancy than she actually feels. As the post points out, not being thrilled about pregnancy doesn’t mean you love your children any less (in fact I would mischievously offer that if you’re willing to go through a difficult pregnancy for them then perhaps you love your children more!), and so it shouldn’t be something you hide. When we’re going through a painful or difficult experience sometimes the only comfort we find is in knowing that someone else shares our experience. Only if we allow ourselves to be vulnerable to share can we bring comfort to others and therefore ourselves.

We may not be able to divulge everything on a blog post (after all, there are children and relationships with partners to consider), but if you’re talking to your sister, your friend, or anyone else who won’t judge you, it’s important that we be as real as possible when it comes to parenting. If there’s a phrase I have said or heard repeated by many parents it’s, “I wish I had known…” Some things about parenting you really can’t fully comprehend until it’s happening. But if we’re real about the crazy unexpected challenges that come with pregnancy, child birth, breast feeding, sleep training, diapers, and all the other aspects of having kids, then the next parent will be that much closer to being emotionally prepared to raise an awesome human being.

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But how is it Sunny While it’s Raining?

Anyone who has a three-year-old lives a life riddled with questions. Today Alzette asked me the above question and it struck me once again that my life with children requires me (thankfully) to connect with the natural world in a way I wouldn’t have otherwise. I consider myself pretty in tune with nature, and I think about it a lot. I love walking and I try to connect my kids with the earth as much as possible. But the questions I get from Alzette sometimes awaken me to the fact that when it comes to thinking about trees, the air, animals, flowers, rocks, the moon, or any other natural aspect of the universe, I’m barely scratching the surface.

In educational programs as early as preschool, so much thought and time goes into teaching kids about plants, animals, Earth science, and the solar system. But how much time do we spend connecting with these ideas, or experiencing nature with our physical senses, when we grow up? People (I include myself in this broad category) are quick to blame technology for our disconnection from nature. But here’s one of many places where technology can instead brings us closer: When Alzette asks me a question to which I don’t know the answer, I of course just research it on the internet. I don’t just find the answer there but usually a video, song, or other teaching tool to help demonstrate the answer.

So why was it sunny today, even though it was raining? Seems like a simple question, but it’s usually not sunny when it’s raining is it? I didn’t look this one up. Maybe we will another day but we were in the car and it’s always a good idea to start with a few hypotheses anyway (Alzette usually joins in). I proposed that the clouds were full of rain, yet thinner than your average rain cloud and therefore the sun was able to shine through. I have no idea if that’s even remotely correct but the right answer doesn’t always matter. What matters is that we thought about the world around us, came up with some ideas, talked about how we might research the question, and shared a moment together. And yes I also advised her to keep an eye out for rainbows.

Here are some other questions my three-year-old has asked me. Think about them for more than a minute. Do you really know the answer? If not, do they change the way you think about nature? I invite you to choose one and have fun finding the answer on the internet. Then go outside and see it in action.

What is wind?
How do you make a ring [of metal]?
How does a snail get inside of its shell?
What do rabbits eat?
What is the polar bear at the zoo doing right now?
What is a moth?
What is a star?


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10 Tips for Bringing Your Baby to Work

Earlier this month I brought a baby to a board meeting. I’m on the board for a non-profit that runs after school programs for children. We meet monthly on a Thursday evening on the other side of town from where I live so I’m usually gone for 3 and a half hours by the time I go there, attend the meeting, and get back home. My youngest daughter is 7 months now, which means that she doesn’t easily sleep through the whole ordeal (while Scott carries her in the Ergo) as she used to. It’s not about hunger either. Bottle or no, she’s in a phase where she wants Mommy at night. The meeting before this last one she spent almost the entire time crying.

Last month I was gearing up for (read: dreading) the next board meeting, when it struck me that I could just take Luna with me. Two things inspired this thought: 1. A recent email exchange between two friends, one who has been bringing her babies to work at different stages (and for varying amounts of time) over the last four years, and another who is nearing the end of her maternity leave and considering bringing her own baby to work. 2. I view so many things differently than I did with my first child. The biggest is this: when it comes to needing to be home with your baby (or needing to have your baby with you) there is no shame, and it’s not because you are doing something incorrectly.

As a new parent you second guess everything you do. Add to this that when it comes to work, our culture is built around the idea that it’s no big deal to just leave the kids in care and put a priority on work no matter what. The truth is that being successful at work doesn’t always require total separation between work time and care taking time. As any parent knows, parent and child are intertwined, and “getting a sitter” doesn’t solve every problem of needing time to attend meetings, do work, or travel for a conference. (The separation attitude also reveals a complete misunderstanding of how breastfeeding works. Nursing isn’t just about eating, and the rhythm that develops if you are with your baby most of the time can’t just be turned off for a meeting.)

Given all of this, I sent a quick text to my friend (author of the excellent suggestions written below). It read: “Have you ever taken a baby to a board meeting?” She wrote back simply: “Actually, yes!” This was all the inspiration I needed. I hammered out an email to my fellow board members, asking if they wouldn’t mind if I brought my baby to the meeting. I went into detail about what we could expect as far as any interruptions and what I would do to make sure business would be put first (in summary, hold Luna in the baby carrier where she was most likely to sleep through the whole thing). I asked them to let me know if they had any questions or concerns. All but two board members wrote back in full support, the others stayed silent. I went with it.

Thankfully, Luna slept through almost the whole thing (I have to admit, this meeting included the presentation of our annual audit by the CPA, and I was kind of holding my breath through that entire phase of the meeting). After Luna woke up I held her in my arms and did some nursing and she barely made a peep. Something to note for next time: the other board members were more distracted than I was, since I was holding an adorable baby in my arms. But any distraction was far less than the emotional distraction I would have experienced knowing that my baby was at home crying for 3 hours straight. I call it a success.

Bringing babies to work is becoming more accepted, and its popularity will increase the more parents suggest it. It may not be for everyone, but for those considering the possibility my friend offers the following advice:

10 tips for bringing your baby to the office:

  1. I wear my baby a lot when he’s at work with me. I have an Ergo and he takes naps in it. Especially when he was younger he’d spend most of his time in it.
  2. I’ve made my desk into a standing desk (by putting my laptop on a Rubbermaid). This way I can stand and bounce my son while I’m wearing him.
  3. I use this website to provide some white noise for background during naps:
  4. I have a pack and play in my office as well. He’ll hang out in there with toys.
  5. When he was younger and liked it I also had a bouncy seat next to my desk.
  6. Especially when they’re so young, nursing usually solves any problem (or a little change of scenery – step outside your office, the building, whatever).
  7. I often structure my week so that I am doing more active, moving type work when my baby is with me (e.g. running “errands” in my department like making photo copies, turning in paperwork/checking in with the department accountant, manager, etc). I never schedule formal meetings for when he is with me.
  8. Things change – something that might work for a few weeks will suddenly not work. As my baby (who is 10 months now) became more and more alert to the world and had a harder time napping when there were distractions (people walking into my office, the phone ringing) I started using the white noise maker. I sometimes will find an empty lecture hall or classroom during nap time and move my laptop into there so I can keep the lighting down.
  9. Just this past week I hired a sitter to watch my son at work. They go on walks but hang out nearby (I work on campus, and there is an area in my building near my office where they can play and hang out while I’m in my office). When it gets warmer they’ll go to nearby parks and the zoo. It was super easy to find a sitter using the UW Job Board since it’s a sitting job on campus. This became necessary since my baby is walking now and really doesn’t want to just hang out in his pack and play for very long. But it’s nice that he’s nearby and can nurse if needed.
  10. Here’s a website that may help you get your head around bringing your baby to work:

UW Madison is currently creating a policy regarding children in the workplace. My friend is on the committee and they are writing it in such a way to try to build in as much flexibility as possible – while respecting the integrity of the workplace and colleagues. Perhaps once finalized this policy could be used as a model for other work places.

Many thanks to my friend for sharing all of this. Her final advice could apply to almost any aspect of parenting, but it took me having a second child to accept it: Know that so many parents are in the same boat. Remaining flexible and responding to what you and your baby need is the most important thing. You may find it easier than you had anticipated. You may hate it. You won’t know until you try!

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Welcome Back, Mother

The reasons for which it has been almost a year since I last wrote are mostly irrelevant. Except for these: I’m pregnant, I’ve started doing some consulting work, and my daughter – seemingly overnight – turned into a toddler (this happened on the day she turned 2, and now she is almost 3).

Here’s a statement for the Book of Obvious: Raising a toddler is not like raising a baby. Suddenly you go from providing basic survival needs and general world awareness, to engaging in delicate discussions and laying the foundation for complicated social interactions. I found that it took a lot of energy and time to recalibrate and learn the new parenting skills required to face this new phase of childhood, so I turned my attention away from certain things for a while, and focused almost solely on mothering.

This is the first lesson you learn as a mother: that since nothing matters more to you than your child, things that took priority in the past are quickly put aside if they are preventing you from being the parent you want to be. So you sacrifice things off your own list of needs in order to provide the time and attention needed for your child. But just when you have this part figured out you realize that there’s a catch: if you sacrifice too much of your Self, you’re not going to be a good parent. So parenting is really all about the balance between ourselves and our children, and the family unit which is one whole. This could be true for anything in life. You can never sacrifice what makes you you, for the sake of something you care deeply about. Just when you think you are doing the right thing by devoting time to that project, person, or cause, you realize that what you are losing in your self is actually detracting from the passion and energy you need to give your best.

This has been my favorite Mother’s Day so far, perhaps because it has taken me three years to figure out what I really want. Today I got lots of extra sleep (there is never enough if you’re a mother, but especially a pregnant one), received homemade cards from my family, went on a brisk walk (alone), played with my daughter, went out to dinner, and wrote. Today felt like my own personal New Year’s Day. I spent a lot of time reflecting on what kind of mother I’ve wanted to be, have been, and want to be. I resolve to be better at taking care of myself, so that I can do my best at taking care of my children. I thought a good way to start was to write again. My posts might be shorter in the future (that might be a good thing), but I will try to make them more frequent. Thank you to the friends who have asked about my blog and asked me to start writing again. Blogging makes me feel good because it gives me clarity, but also because of the positive feedback I’ve received in helping others find clarity as well. Here’s to all the mothers who know what it means to sacrifice your all, and to everyone who seeks to find balance between dedication and self-preservation.

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Do These Things Now!

My friend is pregnant with her first baby, which is spurring ideas for all sorts of practical first parent advice. On the less practical side, I’m also thinking about how different life becomes after that first child is born. So for non-parents and soon-to-be parents here’s a list of five things you should do a lot and really savor while you don’t have kids:

1. Go to the movie theater! Go again and again. Although if your baby has a certain temperament this is something you should also try to do during the baby’s first two months. Also don’t forget to watch lots of movies at home during those first two months (this is a fun activity to do while nursing) because soon it will be really hard to find 2 consistent hours to watch a movie from start to finish (without wanting to use that time to sleep).

2. Rearrange your closet. Especially if you’re pregnant right now: Pick the household design or cleaning project that is most important to you and do it right now. You’ll never be able to do it again.

3. Take a shower, and launder your bed sheets and pajamas, all in one day. You know that crisp, clean, good-smelling feeling you get when this all comes together? There’s no way your laundry will ever be that coordinated again.

4. Go out to dinner with your partner and hear every word they say. After Baby arrives your conversations will go more like this: “So I said to my boss-honey don’t chew on that-and then I wrote a memo outlining-I’m sorry what did you say?”

5. Be in your house alone. I know right now you feel like you have plenty of alone time and you wish that when you got home from work your partner was already there so you could go out or make dinner together or talk, but really you should just be enjoying the silence; and enjoying the fact that you can walk freely about your home without someone crying for leaving them alone in the other room, that you can run down to the basement just to switch the laundry, and that you can read an entire blog post without having to get up to help the baby get back to sleep.

Of course, after your baby is here you’ll remember these nice things you used to do, but they’ll be replaced with other nice things instead. If you’ve decided to not have kids then read this and be thankful every time you do one of the above!

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There’s a Place for Decadence

IMG_7297These sandwiches look good, and that’s what matters most.

This morning my friend hosted a tea party to celebrate our friend Hannah’s birthday. One of the reasons I love Hannah is because she would like nothing more than to spend her birthday morning with two friends and their toddlers. She’s also an inspiration because she makes stuff: bags, baby blankets, she even made me a nursing apron.

I was inspired to make cucumber sandwiches for the first time. I’m not sure what the purpose of the cucumber sandwich is, but I think it is supposed to be decadent. Now that I’ve made them I know why this might be true. It’s a ridiculous amount of effort for a simple tea snack. But there is definitely something satisfying about the salty crunch of cucumber against the soft chewiness of bread. For guidance on an authentic recipe, I relied on this one from The PauperedChef, and this article from The Guardian. I used wheat bread because it’s the softest bread they have at the Co-op, and I did not use a mandolin to slice the cucumbers: I used a knife. It took more time but it wasn’t hard.

IMG_7284Some of the slices were thinner than others.

Does decadence always equate to waste? I flinched a little as I cut off the crusts, but then didn’t feel so bad because they made a good snack to munch on while I prepared the other sandwiches. Even transporting these little gems was decadent: I hate to use cling wrap, but then I realized that loading the sandwiches into a storage container would defeat the whole purpose. So I carefully arranged them on a plate and covered the whole thing in plastic. Did I just call cling wrap decadent? Yes I did. I’ve been thinking more and more about the decadence of the things we use: the resources that go into a plastic spoon that we use once and then throw away, for example. Sometimes saving resources is really hard – we’re so busy and we can’t feel guilty about every piece of waste we produce. But there are times when we’re wasteful only because we’re used to doing something a certain way so we use more resources than we need to. For instance if we put reusable plates in the picnic basket instead of paper. It takes the same effort but we forget that we have options.

IMG_7285The crust is really just a mini-sandwich!

The cucumber sandwiches were a success. It helps that no one I know (including myself) ever eats cucumber sandwiches. So we had nothing to compare them to.

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In the Moment

To commemorate Alzette’s upcoming second birthday, we recently had a photo shoot with photographer and friend Jon Hain. Jon’s photos are bold and vibrant, personal and genuine all at the same time. This authenticity comes through during his shoots so it’s no wonder it’s reflected in his photography. Alzette warmed up to Jon right away (he wore a Humpty Dumpty shirt so that they had something to giggle about), and she had a blast running around the yard smelling flowers and playing while the camera clicked away.

alzette-14f0880A beautiful moment captured by Jon Hain.

Photographing a toddler isn’t easy, especially if you’re not a professional. Scott and I used to try to memorialize special “moments” (like, she’s doing something really cute or funny) a lot more than we do now. Usually once we pull out the camera or camcorder it completely distracts her from what she is doing and we’re not able to get the shot. It’s disappointing that we don’t document some of these events, but we also know that what really matters is sharing the experience with her.

I often say that Alzette teaches me how to live, and this is another example of why. Alzette seems to know that we’re not engaged with her in the same way when we’re trying to “capture” something, versus when we’re simply hanging out with her and appreciating whatever awesome thing she’s doing, learning, or discovering. If you get too busy setting up certain moments as you put together the history of your life, you’re left with time to only observe your life happening instead of actually living it.

Of course, it’s still nice to document and create keepsakes of what matters to us most, which is why I appreciate people like Jon who can come over to play documentarian while Scott and I just enjoy the beauty and wonder of Alzette growing up.

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Going to Shorter Lengths

Easter EggsNo one dyed in the making of these eggs.

Our family has always tried to keep things uncomplicated, but lately I’ve been mindful of even more activities (and products) I can cut out to replace with more meaningful time and resourcefulness. (I like to eliminate as many consumer products as possible because things you need just turn into more errands to buy them!) Sometimes the fun activities we plan don’t necessarily help reach our goal of happiness in the long run. The holidays are a good example of this, because it’s easy to get caught up in all the things we “need” to buy and do to celebrate, often missing the true goal of spending quality time with family and focusing on spiritual gratitude.

I wanted this Easter to be special for Alzette. Our friend Carrie was in town for the weekend, and I thought on Saturday we could go out and look for a little basket and some treats to fill it with. I planned to hit the University Book Store to find a new book, and the toy store to find a little toy to put in the basket. Carrie brought Alzette a beautiful chocolate bunny from Seroogy’s so we could put that in with a couple of eggs.

My friend Carrie has a way of bringing clarity to a situation without saying a word (perhaps because by now I know what she’s thinking). When I brought up the Easter basket, I looked at her and realized I had planned too much. It may not sound like a lot, but really we were about to drag Alzette on a 2-hour long errand in the car to buy something she didn’t even need when all she really wanted to do was play outside and be with those she loved most. Finding stuff for the basket would be fun, but not as fun as just hanging out. We said forget it to errand running and had a much better time on Saturday because of it.

Here’s what we did Easter Sunday: We had a bowl of beautiful eggs. We get our eggs from a friend who raises heritage chickens, so the eggs are never white anyway. So instead of spending time dying the eggs (even though Alzette would find this fun the adults would be doing most of the work and I’ve always found dying eggs to be kind of tedious) I decided we could just boil our “pre-dyed” eggs and be grateful for the beauty nature provides. I dressed Alzette in a pinafore with a bunny design while Scott hid 6 eggs around the living room. Alzette caught onto the game quickly and had a blast. Afterwards we enjoyed a delicious brunch at home while we told stories and played games with Alzette. After her nap she ate half her chocolate bunny. It was a gorgeous day, so in the late afternoon our family walked to the park where Alzette played on the jungle gym, talked to the ducks, and ran in the grass.

My husband once came up with the idea for a diet plan that would be called “You can halve it all!” The basic idea was that you would eat as you normally did but just cut every meal and snack you usually ate in half. I think this might apply to a lot of things in life. If we cut our internet time, time running around to scheduled activities, and time shopping for those perfect party decorations in half, we would have a lot more time to simply relax and do more meaningful activities with our family and friends.

It’s hard not to feel constant pressure that we’re not doing enough. As a home-centered parent, it’s especially easy to feel like you should be taking your child to swimming lessons, the gym, the museum, library readings, and play dates all the time. But I like to think that it is because I’m a parent at home that I have the luxury of not needing too many activities for my child. When we’re at home she is constantly learning by exploring the world around her with my guidance, and she has a healthy balance between getting out and doing stuff and feeling centered in the security of her own home. At this age, she doesn’t need a lot to have fun. I’m convinced more each day that if you live a certain way, this remains true for the rest of your life.

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When talking with other parents, the topic that comes up most frequently (other than sleep) is food. Once your child reaches a certain age, a number of issues start to develop: how to keep them well-fed (sometimes it seems like there is no end to their hunger), how to keep the kitchen stocked with healthy food, how to avoid sugar, how to make meals for the whole family every day without becoming a full-time chef, and how to make a variety of foods to keep your child interested in fruits and vegetables.

Enter my friend Lisa, who has been making delicious homemade snacks and meals for her son since the day he started eating solid foods. She has always had great advice and ideas about food for the whole family (even before we had kids we would bond over our love of cooking, our only quarrels being over names of dishes: her background is Armenian and mine is Syrian so Dolma to her is Yabra to me!).

This weekend Lisa gave me a great recipe that I prepared the very next day. Here it is:

1 banana
1 egg (or 2, depending on the size of the banana)
Blend the two into a pancake-like batter.
Prepare as you would pancakes.

These cakes are delicious, low-carb, full of protein, and have no added sugar. They are ridiculously easy to make. I made 2 cups of batter using 2 bananas and 4 eggs (I added a touch of vanilla) and made breakfast for the whole family. I used a wand blender and just mixed the batter in a 4 cup measuring cup. Alzette absolutely loved them (she started humming to herself with delight after the first bite). Scott and I ate them with strawberries and a bit of blackberry jam. Alzette had a couple bites of strawberry but since she had strawberries yesterday, she wasn’t interested today. This is the type of feeding-your-child challenge I’m talking about! ImageI decided to call these eggcakes. Call them what you like, you will feel good eating them.

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Fair Share

Fair Share

This grilled cheese morsel is the perfect portion for Lamb. (I turned around from doing dishes and saw this setup created by Alzette)

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