Thursday, July 29, 2010

Camp B

Today Little B got to have some friends over.  I am usually against such social frivolity, stick-in-the-mud that I am - but my most darling and wonderful friend needed someone to watch her kids while her do-good baby sitter cares for orphans in Korea. Seriously.

The morning started off with a musical show. Mr. B is quite the musician, so we definitely have an instrument or two laying around the house. Three guitars, a ukelele, an upright piano, a miniature piano and a triangle were left out in out living room, so those were the instruments of the day.

 Thank God I hid the recorders.

Before my head exploded from the 345th rendition of Hot Cross Buns, I distracted them with Orange Ginger Muffins that were masquerading as a cake.  I can't seem to find my toaster oven muffin pan and I refuse to turn on the regular oven unless it is absolutely necessary. 95* outside + 350* oven inside = one crabby mama. 

Our friends asked lots of questions about Little B's new way of eating.  They were used to her counting her dairy servings, not going without them.  "Is juice diary?" one of them asked and then continued, "I hope not, because that's her very favorite drink."  I let them in on Little B's new favorite: chocolate soymilk.  They were very excited to try it with lunch, which consisted of yummy whole-wheat pancakes and scrambled eggs.

1 1/2 c. whole wheat flour
3T Milled Flax + 1T water (or 1 egg)
1 c. non-dairy milk of your choice (I used almond)
1t. vanilla
1T. baking powder
1T. agave nectar (or 1T. honey)

Mix wet ingredients then sift dry ingredients into wet.  Mix and let sit for 5-10 minutes.  Crank your griddle up to 350*. 1/4 measure makes a decent sized pancake.  Flip once when bubbles start popping up to the top.  Makes 8 rather non-uniform cakes. Great with a thin layer of natural peanut butter and pure maple syrup.

Nope, the hand is not as good as the pancake.

We swam for a couple hours in the afternoon in our state-of-the-art swimming pool.

 There was not a "no running" rule, just a "Splash Mama B's Computer and Die" blanket statement.  It's funny that in my first grade classroom I work really hard to get kids to frame a rule in the positive - Be kind to others. Stay in your own space. Not so much at home.  Enter my classic tag line:

I get paid to love and nurture children, so it's hard to do it for free. 

And it's hard to love children in the blistering Kansas sun, so we came in for a quick peanut butter graham cracker snack.  Then the girls asked to watch a movie. 

Would a mom who cares enough to nurture her child's body with the best food possible really want to subject that same sweet brain to 90 minutes of mind numbing Barbie in Mermaidia?

You bet your hot cross buns I would.


  1. The last line made me laugh til I almost cried! I always look fwd to reading your posts:)

  2. Since my kids are in your blog, I decided I should be become an official follower! Forgive the scary, shadow head that represents me. I'm too lazy to try to upload a pic. Thanks again for Camp B---everyone was happy and worn out! We came home and made a weird supper out of your discarded dairy products.

  3. This is too funny. thanks for posting on Facebook. Too cool.
    Tiffany W.

  4. "I get paid to love and nurture children, so it's hard to do it for free."

    LOL That is priceless!! Sooo miss u guys..and ur humor