3/22/08
3/16/08
3/10/08
3/8/08
Welp, now that Charis has hit the six month mark, they tell me it's time to start feeding her "real" food. Her docter suggested we go from stage one, to two and then to fries off the table. Was she kidding? She made it sound so quick.
As I surveyed the list of foods we could start on, of course sweet potatoes jumped right out at me. Who wouldn't dive into something that had the word "sweet" in it? At least, that is what I thought until I smelled them. After the first bite, Charis looked at me like, "Mom, are you nutso! What are you tryin' to pull here?" After a couple minutes, she warmed up to the idea of eating the bright orange mush. I wouldn't say she enjoyed it like she does rice cereal. Now that is good stuff.
Charis' thoughts on sweet potatoes
This is the smile of a little baby with a full tummy. This is the sweet face that I have to joy of seeing each morning, evening and everywhere inbetween. She is cheerful.
3/4/08
2/29/08
This afternoon, Charis and I made muffins together. I should rephrase that. I made muffins today while Charis sat in her high chair. Unfortunately, she doesn't have my sweet tooth or love for baking yet, seeing as she was more interested in eating her fingers than anything else. That's ok, though. I like her being my little baby. Someday she'll help stir, but for now, I treasure the company of my little girly, cooing and kicking on the sidelines.
2/26/08
"Slaves, obey in everything those who are your earthly masters, not by way of eye-service, as people-pleasers, but with sincerity of heart, fearing the Lord. Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ." (Colossians 3:22-24)
Recently, I tried a new recipe for dinner, called Split Pea Soup. One of the ingredients was bacon, so I figured, as long as I told Stephen there was meat amidst the green bowl of mush, he'd go for it. Cooking the soup is a process of a number of hours, and something went terribly wrong somewhere along the line. I went into the kitchen to "periodically stir" the soup just as the directions instructed. This time, however, the green mush was enveloped in black, crusty peas. Yes, I managed to burn the soup. I am not quite sure where I went wrong, but that's not the point.