We love our dads! I don’t know about you but it’s always a bit of a struggle for me to pick out a Father’s Day gift that says, “We love and appreciate you, dad.”
I started doing photo books several years ago because I know Adam loves them and I certainly enjoy making and having them. They’re really great for multiple dads (like grandpas, uncles, etc.) because you make one and order several copies.
Each year is a little different but now I seem to focus on more event-based books. Like this year’s week at the beach book. Sometimes I wish I had planned things a little better (colors/sizes/etc.) so the bookshelf looked a little more cohesive, but all in all, I’m happy that pictures are printed out where we can see them rather than just stuck in the computer 🙂
This year Adam bought himself an early Father’s Day present (Yeti soft cooler) but I’m still giving him a copy of this book – mainly created for my dad. This year, I wrote a letter to my dad in the opening page.
We had a family wedding in the Outer Banks this past weekend so my parents asked us to join them for a week at the beach, making it a little vacation. Having kids still in school makes me pause, but as a kid, I remember loving it when my parents took us out for special occasions.
Each fall, our family would fly to Florida (St. Petersburg, Sanibel Island, Orlando, etc.) and we would miss a week of school. It felt special:) My sisters and I would load up our backpacks with schoolwork and baby dolls- usually never opening a notebook.
However, my kids are not so enthusiastic?? They are a bit nervous about missing school work.
The highlights of the week for me include:
playing tennis with my parents and my two monkeys
walking on the beach (and even jogging with Mary Fowler!)
my dad’s daily bloody marys and perfect soft-shell crabs
playing cards (500 Rummy)
laughing so hard as Davis tells us his secrets to great hair:) “A lot of shampoo and conditioner… I’m talking a crap-ton.”
Mary Fowler doing my hair and nails for the wedding- I looked great! So proud of her!
going to my cousin David’s house for dinner and the kids playing with their cousins just like I used to do!
both kids loving all over their dad while throwing the football on the beach
and definitely spending time with my aunts and uncles- Anne, Kerry, MaryAnn, and Danny… I cannot get enough of their stories growing up.
I hope that one day my kids treasure these moments like I do 🙂
I have a file on my desktop that I call INSPIRATION where I put little things like this above. I actually used this quote for Mary Fowler’s 12th birthday party, printed them out, and tied them to all the party favors- some of her favorite treats!
But today this quote makes me think of someone else. My dad called me yesterday to tell me that one of the families I babysat for lost their mother to cancer over the weekend. The Saturday before Mother’s Day. Her name is Cassidy, mother of FIVE children, and I am in shock.
I met this sweet family when I worked at the athletic club in high school. I worked in the nursery and they brought their oldest daughter (at the time their only child) in and Cassidy stayed to chat while the dad played racquetball.
Cassidy was such a bright, energetic, and happy mother. Her eyes were luminous, her smile infectious, and she spoke with such excitement! We talked a lot and she loved my name- I found out later they named their second daughter Olivia 🙂
One time, years later, I was working in the bakery during college and without even seeing Cassidy, I heard her booming, excited voice happily chatting with her clan of kids somewhere else in the store. For whatever reason at that particular moment, I decided to BE HAPPY. And by that I think I mean project happy. That’s what she was doing. Projecting happy energy.
I don’t even know if I ever spoke to her that day but we must have stayed in touch somehow because they came to my wedding and my photographer took many photos of their sweet family:) I sent them the photographs in a thank you note but I’m going to resend with my condolences.
I feel compelled to let her children (daughters and son) know how inspiring I found their mother to be and how her radiance reflected onto, enhancing my personality. How amazing. She really did leave a sparkling impression on me.
This year my mother-in-law came to stay with us for Mother’s Day weekend and it was very relaxing. Saturday night Adam and I went out to dinner with friends and grandma took the kids to her favorite restaurant. Then Sunday we all just hung out around the house. After looking at all our Italy pictures, Davis and grandma were dying to make homemade pizzas so we did that for lunch and then Adam grilled out for dinner.
I made a salad and grandma made her wonderful baked beans. The dinner took me back to when Adam and I were dating and I would go to his house for dinner. His dad always grilled on Saturday and Sunday. It is still hard to believe sometimes he’s gone.
If I’m completely honest, I would love to have a family photo each Mother’s Day of my sweet family in our Sunday best. I love all of those beautiful, Spring photos I see shared on Facebook. What a treasure! But that does not happen each year (and even when it does, Adam really resists so I try to save my battles for the Christmas card photo:) so I really started thinking about something I could do to get some of my reflections down on paper.
A couple of years I wrote each of the kids letters and stuck them away to read later. This time I thought about one of my favorite photos. I actually have it in a frame on my bedside table. It was taken when Davis was born and I love that it shows me eating him up! I love it. So I used one of my digital scrapbooking layouts and journaled a little bit.
To all those thoughtful, caring, supportive, selfless, unconditionally loving moms out there, Happy Mother’s Day!
Now that my kids are older (7th grade and 4th grade) book choices are SO MUCH more enjoyable for me! I volunteered at Mary Fowler’s book fair and bought several that looked yummy, planning to read them to the kids.
Davis, especially, loves to be read to. It is really a quality time activity for us. Right now we are reading Counting by 7s which is about a fabulously-interesting 6th grade girl who suddenly, tragically loses both her parents on the same day.
The story is about how she deals with this great loss and the motley crew of people she surrounds herself with. We were about halfway through the other night and I just had to finish it myself after Davis went to bed. Oh how I cried!!!!! I mean, sobbing. And it has a good ending, I just think it touched on one of my all-time greatest worries in life… how kids make it when they don’t have the family network so many of us do. It really touched a chord with me.
Mary Fowler and I are reading I Am Malala- the young adult version (for my sake:). We are only a couple of chapters in because she has less free time available in the evening. I am hoping that the book will show Mary Fowler that to some children education is a privilege. I am SO proud of how she is doing in middle school but it never hurts to get a little world-perspective:).
I have found that my favorite place to volunteer in the kids’ schools is the LIBRARY! I love it! I love being around all those books and I love discussing books with the librarians! So much better than the cafeteria 😦 And I love how the teachers at our elementary school read so many books in class to the kids. For example, I’ve always felt that a book (fiction or non-fiction) written from one child’s perspective during the Depression can teach so much more than just remembering facts of the Depression.
And for me, I am loving The War of Art and You are a Badass! One a friend gave me and one I heard about it from one of my scrapbooking blogs. They are SO, SO good! I usually try to get books from the library but I’m so happy I own these because I’m going to refer back often!!
Lately we have been having some TRUE spring days and the weather is just invigorating! I LOVE it! My favorite climate is around 72 degrees (although I also love a good rainy day for staying inside and making soup:)
I’ve taken several walks and the blue skies make me feel all bubbly inside. This morning I took my big camera outside because my Irises are blooming! I’m sure my neighbors thought I had lost it outside, still in my pajamas. But Irises are my mom’s favorite flower so I always think of her when I see them. She loves their sweet scent and we can’t believe someone hasn’t invented Iris-smelling perfume or candles?!?
They are so delicate and it had just rained. I have tried cutting them to vase indoors but it never works out for me- they kind of wither- so I snapped away and will have the photos to enjoy instead!
The Spring blooms and clear, blue skies are two of my favorite things this week and here are some others:
This article from Parade Magazine (in the Sunday newspaper): Exceptional Minds Movie Magic It makes me so happy to know that society is learning about how different we all are and instead of focusing on what we can’t do, focusing on what our gifts are!
My daughter and I traveled with a tour group through her school to Italy. I had never been, but always wanted to go so I think I may have been more excited than her! Our first stop was Venice.
We arrived in time to make our dinner reservation – I can’t remember the name of the restaurant but it was in a kind of trendy industrial, re-done warehouse. The parents ordered wine and beer, and we had a set menu of first course: pasta (this was pretty typical of each dinner), second course: lemon chicken and salad. And then dessert, which here I believe was tiramisu.
The next morning we were up early to beat the crowds to the ferry. As you probably know, there are absolutely NO cars or trucks in Venice. It’s really neat to not have that normal automobile background noise. This particular day was overcast which made for great pictures with my big camera:) But it was a little bit chilly.
We started off in St. Mark’s Square ( 12th Century ) and our teacher told us about the architecture and then we had some free time. We were told to go exploring- that Venice is full of mystery and intrique with all the canals and stone walkways. He just suggested we keep coming back St. Mark’s cathedral that to keep our bearings and not get lost. We also managed to find the Venice Hard Rock Cafe:) but just for a Tshirt.
After we were on our own for lunch, we met up to have a glass-blowing demonstration on the “real” way Murano glass is blown.
Besides glass, Venice is also known for their lace-making and masks.
My overall thoughts… I do think I would like to go back to Venice. I do think I would go in the Spring again, not summer or winter. And I would plan to stay there and have some kind of water transportation lined up so I could explore more than just the St. Mark’s Square area.
My daughter said she does not feel the need to go back to Venice. My guess is that, because it was our first stop, the kids were a little uncertain and nervous about all the warnings and preparations we gave on pick-pocketing, getting lost, etc. The kids got WAY more comfortable as the trip went on… really by our next stop in Florence. So I wonder if her feelings would have been different if it wasn’t our first stop.
I know it’s April but my kids made my mom’s Christmas chocolate crinkle cookies together last night- and even cleaned up after themselves! It tasted like Christmas! It has never even occurred to me that they can be made year-round! Silly kids! But they are so easy and good, they should be made all the time! *Just leave time for chilling the dough*
In our house we use and love this cookbook. Note: I can’t stand how the recipes are photographed or organized- it’s very confusing. And we have tried some recipes that were NOT hits, but we have several favorites 🙂
My mom had an original version which has splatters and grease marks all over it. And when I was pregnant with my daughter, my aunt bought my mom (the grandmother-to-be) a new printing of the original. At some point I stole it and now my son claims it:)
Growing up, I didn’t give these crinkle cookies enough credit! Around the holidays I was fascinated by the more fancy, decorated cookies. My aunt Mary Ann and Aunt Debbie would always make the multi-colored butter press cookies along with decorated gingerbread men. When our household made cookies, it was usually these or chocolate chip or snicker doodle or anything with lemon (my dad’s favorite).
I do love decorating cookies, but as I get older, I gravitate towards the nostalgic, tried-and-true recipes, so pour a glass of milk and enjoy!
Chocolate Crinkle Cookies
1/2 cup vegetable oil
4 squares (4 oz) unsweetened chocolate, melted
2 cups granulated sugar
2 tsp. vanilla
2 cups flour
2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1 cup confectioners’ sugar
Mix oil, chocolate, and granulated sugar. Blend in one egg at a time until well mixed. Add vanilla. Add flour, baking powder, and salt into oil mixture. Chill several hours or overnight.
Heat oven to 350 degrees. Drop teaspoonfuls of dough into confectioners’ sugar. Roll in sugar and shape into balls. *We dip in confectioners’ sugar a second time to ensure a good-looking finished cookie.*
We eat a lot of chicken for dinner. The kids have started saying exactly what I used to say to my mom, “Chicken again?!? We always have chicken!”
But this roasted, bone-in chicken makes everyone happy. My mom and sisters have been begging for my “recipe.” I hardly consider it a recipe, it’s more like my “method.”
The other day when bone-in chicken breasts were on sale, I bought several to keep and freeze. While I was making dinner, I wrote down what I did and now it is here to share 🙂
Note: I cook 2-4 (depending on their size) for dinner for a family of 4, but I also cook extra (2-4) because the juicy white meat is so good to have on hand in the refrigerator. It makes the best chicken salad, chicken noodle soup, chicken enchiladas, or even plain- just added to your salad the next day.
Do NOT remove the skin prior to cooking. The skin and the bones are what ensure juicy, white meat. After cooking, I peel off the cooked skin and toss it… unless my parents are visiting… then my dad gets ONE. I know it’s bad, but he just loves it so…
Perfect Roast Chicken Breasts
Bone-in, Skin-on Chicken Breasts
Sea Salt & Pepper
Brush tops and bottoms with olive oil and then season both sides generously with salt and pepper. Spread breasts out on rimmed cookie sheet; don’t crowd them. Bake skin side up at 375 degrees for 45 minutes (smaller size) or 55 minutes (larger size).
Remove from oven and immediately cover with foil. Let rest, covered for 10 minutes.
Now, and only now can you cut into the center of the largest piece and ensure they are cooked thoroughly, Mom 🙂
My daughter and I just returned from her school trip to ITALY! I had never been but always wanted to go so I was possibly more excited than she was!
One of my favorite places was Vatican City. Probably because I’m Catholic. I could not help but see everything through my father’s eyes. While I wax and wane about my “church-organized” religious beliefs, he does not seem to. I had tears in my eyes many times imagining what he would be feeling. I hope he visits the Vatican someday.
We arrived to the walled city in the morning and we were told that visitors who aren’t part of a group must wait in line and that it wraps around the whole city. This was one place our tour guide was very clear that we were to stay together because there is only one correct way in and out. He mildly joked that the other way out would be to jail. Not funny:)
As you enter, you are herded through the Vatican Museums. They are all very intricate and beautiful. One of my favorites featured this long “hall” where the barrel vault ceiling was a work of art.
On either side walls, there were painted maps. These were done before aerial shots and surveying… amazing. I loved the greens and cobalt blues.
There were also very old tapestries.
From here we were led out to one of the pretty courtyard gardens. These were built to allow green space and quiet reflection for the Popes.
Here our tour guide used one of several informational stands highlighting the important details of Michelangelo’s The Last Judgement painted on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. This was helpful because you are not allowed to talk or take pictures inside the Sistine Chapel because it is a holy space. The fame of the Sistine Chapel lies mainly in the frescos that decorate the interior, and most particularly the Sistine Chapel ceiling and The Last Judgment by Michelangelo. I enjoyed being reminded why the frescos are so famous.
The chapel takes its name from Pope Sixtus IV, who restored it between 1477 and 1480. Since that time, the chapel has served as a place of both religious and functionary papal activity. Today it is the site of the Papal conclave, the process by which a new pope is selected.
The last guided spot was St. Peter’s Basilica.
It was breathtaking. I love buildings and architecture so naturally I was overcome and amazed by the beauty I saw. The amount of intricate detail was overwhelming. I tried to imagine the tradesmen doing their work in the 1500s but the sheer vastness of the detail was more than I could wrap my brain around. My eyes could not rest. Everywhere you look there are more domes with ceiling treatments, more columns, more mosaics… and the gold! It was truly beautiful.
I am Catholic so I was invited to walk through the Holy Doors which are only open every 25 years during Holy Years. The Pope is allowed to declare additional years Holy Years and Pope Francis did that for 2016. On one hand, it is simply walking through a separate doorway. But for me, I felt overcome by emotion… it kind of felt like my chest/heart was lifted up to my head-level. One of my dad’s aunts (who is now deceased) was a nun and I definitely thought a lot about her while I was here.
We live near Jamestown and the early settlements of America beginning in 1608. St. Peter’s Basilica began construction in 1506 and opened in 1626. The difference in ornateness is staggering.
Afterwards we were left time for lunch and time to do some shopping. So of course I bought my whole family (and any Catholic friends) Rosary beads. You could have them blessed and delivered to your hotel.
Most days we grabbed a prosciutto, cheese, and basil sandwich but this day I went with a bulgar wheat salad and it was so tasty! The kids had gelato for dessert every. single. day:)
What a special place. I felt so much emotion here. And I am so excited about the current Pope Francis. Next stop Rome!