changing my ways....

....well maybe not all of my ways, just one (although I know there are plenty of ways for me to change, improve and better myself)

The way I am talking about is....the Vegan way. I hesitate to admit this, because I was skeptical at first and was afraid to commit to such a thing. Yes it's true I am afraid of commitment, just ask Mark when he was dating me and wanted to get married....and I just couldn't commit, but then again I was just a young little thing back then and didn't know a good thing when I saw it. Anyway that's for another post.

I use to think that being a vegetarian=no fun...and that I would need to live in Berkeley, dress my children in mismatched clothing and scoot around in Birkenstocks. It turns out anyone can try the vegan way, even just a ordinary mom like me. You just need to have a Trader Joe's near by and lots of delicious flavors, spices and sauces to compliment the veggies.

My brilliant, beautiful and hilarious sister Helle has mostly lived her life this way and I just didn't get it. She would tell me the benefits and I would just nod my head and pretend to agree. Then my brilliant, beautiful and hilarious friend Celia started doing it and I thought I would give it a try. It turns out.....I really really like it. So yes Helle you are right.....should of just listened to my big sister? Maybe I am just a stubborn little sister. Guess I needed somebody else's bossy big sister (Celia) to convince me?

Here are the benefits after 3 weeks of no white flour, white sugar, dairy products or any meat or poultry: I feel great, lost the extra weight I have been trying to shed for a while, and most miraculously I haven't had a migraine, which is the best news ever!!!!! Now after writing this I will probably be stricken with a debilitating migraine, but hopefully not. It may be a coincidence or it may be helping..... along with the other stuff I am doing to try to cure my headaches. But hey if it can fix my head, then sign me up and order me some Birkenstocks...pink please.

Here is another benefit....this little guy loves when I make spinach, almond milk and banana shakes. When he hears the blender going he comes running with his little cup and says "mom I want shake" It's my fav....

A few of my favorite Christmas Memories...

Merry Christmas to all

and to all a good night.....

Wishing you and yours a safe holiday and a wonderful New Year. From our family to yours xoxoxo

this is why I get nothing done.....

Oh well....there is always tomorrow...or next year? In the mean time I will just enjoy his mischievous cute ways and blame him for my laziness and lack of ability to get things done :)

Halloween 2010

Picture 1. Alice and wonderfuland the the very unhappy mad hatter (he wasn't a fan of his costume)
picture 2. vanilla ice and his pirate
picture 3. wrangling pirate costume onto ethan, Mark had to pin him down....it was funny, and oh so worth it.
picture 4. Vanilla ice and his favorite neighbor friend Dracula
picture 5. My little pirate was happy once he realized he was getting candy...he totally got into it...rang doorbells...said trick or treat....then would say thank you....and then walk away saying happy halloween...

my little hip hop artist.....

I couldn't convince him to be anything else, his heart was set on being a hip hop artist, gansta rapper...whatever you want to call it. Today when I was in his classroom and I looked at all the cute ninja's, harry potters, mario brothers, supermans, vampires etc and it made me wonder why??? Sometimes you just got to let a kid do his thing and he did. He had the baggy pants and boxers showing and everything. He didn't put in the gold tooth yet because I was afraid he might swallow it, so we are saving that for the real deal. Can you see Ethan in the background helping at the class party? He was very busy taking over all the games and making friends along the way.

because it's halloween...

and can you ever get enough of cute pumpkin patch pictures? Perhaps?

Poor, deprived last child wouldn't have seen the sight of a pumpkin patch if we hadn't stalked his friends preschool class and pretended we were part of the group. The big boys weren't begging to go to a pumpkin patch, so of course why bother? Good thing for preschool friends....