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Minggu, 23 Juli 2017
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Kamis, 06 Juli 2017
Crocktober Sweet Potato Black Bean Chili And a Crockpot Giveaway!
Happy Halloween Eve!
Welcome to the 4th Annual Crock-tober!

October + Crock Pots + Cold Weather + Comfort Food= Crock-tober
I meant to get this posted earlier today put that didn't happen. We were up too late celebrating the Giants winning the World Series! WOW! What a game!!!!
Anyways, back to Crocktober :)
This is always one of my favorite link ups!
I LOVE my Crock Pot.
As a working mom, my Crock Pot is a staple during the Fall & Winter months.
They make my life & dinner time so much easier!
Can I get an Amen?
You are going to love this Crock Pot meal that I am sharing with you today.
It is healthy, delicious & very easy to make!

Here is what you need:
- 1 lb of Ground Turkey (I use Jenni-O)
- 1 (15 oz) can of Canned Pumpkin
- 2 cans of black beans (drained)
- 2 cans of diced tomatoes
- 1 can of diced green chilies
- 1 can of Chicken (or Veggie) Broth
- 1 or 2 Sweet Potatoes/Yams (peeled & diced into cubes)
- 1 green pepper, diced
- 1 yellow onion, diced (I use the pre-diced ones because my eyes can't handle cutting onions)
- 1 packet of Chili Seasoning
Directions:
Brown your ground Turkey in a pan. I sprinkle my meat with some garlic powder to give more flavor. I also used a handful of the diced onion to saute with the meat.
While your meat is cooking, cut up your green peppers.
Rinse & Drain your Black Beans.
Peel & cut up your Sweet Potatoes.
(I just used 1 sweet potato for this batch)
Your meat should be done cooking, so now it's time to put everything in the crock pot.
I put the meat on bottom, then I added the diced tomatoes, onions, green chilies, can of pumpkin, black beans, green peppers & sweet potatoes.
Then, I sprinkle the packet of Chili Seasoning on top.
Give the pot a big stir to mix everything up and then put the lid on your crock pot & walk away!
Cook on low for 6-8 hours or on high for 4-6 hours.
When you are ready to serve, put in bowls and then garnish!
We like garnishing the chili with shredded cheese, sour cream & avocado!
I serve this with homemade cornbread & whipped honey butter. YUM.
You can serve this with a side salad if you want, but it is a hearty meal on it's own & it has veggies in it....pumpkin, sweet potato & green peppers.
My girls are really picky eaters and they gobbled this right up.
It's packed full of protein also!
It is perfect Fall meal.
I am keeping the Linky open until Sunday, November 9th.
So, you can link up anytime between now & then!
My favorite part is checking out what other people have linked up.
In honor of my 4th Annual Crocktober Link Up, I am giving away a Crock Pot!
One lucky person will win a 6 qt Stainless Steel Programmable Crock Pot!
Do you have a favorite Crock Pot meal? Link it up!
You get extra entries for that :)
It can be from your blog, from Pinterest or from another website.
Giveaway ends on Sunday November 9th
Disclosure: This post was written as part of my participation in the Hormel Foods Extended Family Blogger Program. While Hormel Foods provides me material and necessary resources to complete various activities, the thoughts and statements in this post are my own.
Use the Rafflecopter to enter the Giveaway & leave a comment letting me know your favorite meal to make in a Crock Pot!
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Rabu, 21 Juni 2017
The Pain and Pride of the Parenthood Mirror
Parenthood is funny sometimes, and sometimes it is decidedly less funny. In fact sometimes it is downright disconcerting. Sometimes there are these moments when we look at our kids and instead of these darling individual personalities we normally see, instead, we see....a mirror.
Anyone who has children knows exactly what I am talking about. From the time a baby is born the family immediately starts commenting, "Oh he looks just like his daddy," or "She has her mom's smile." As they grow older and start exhibiting more personality the comments begin, "Oh she is stubborn just like her dad," or "He likes art just like his mom." We see familial resemblances and it helps connect us to our family.
Then there comes the moment when a child does something that is exactly like his or her parent and the horrible realization dawns, "Oh wow not just the good stuff gets handed down!" And sometimes it is a behavior or a personality trait that you feel almost guilty about disciplining because you can see yourself in it and realize exactly what is going on in that little head. It is those moments, in my opinion, that are some of the most challenging moments of parenthood. It is like seeing yourself before your parents and life had a chance to forge your actions for the better, or worse. It is uncomfortable and disconcerting and makes you examine yourself and your choices, and hopefully challenges you to continue to try and be better.
For those who have worked hard to overcome or struggle through a flaw (and we all have them) it can feel as though you are starting over from scratch watching your child struggle with the same issues. It can also be an amazing thing. It can help you realize how far you have come. People who have learned to suppress a temper they have come by honestly, or overcome shyness or any other trait that holds them back, can look at their child and understand where they are coming from and how to get them through. And sometimes the difficult answer is to just sit back and watch them walk the same painful path you yourself walked because it is clear there is no shortcut or easy answer.
That is how I feel about my middle child, Raindrop. She is her mother's daughter, as my family says, in all of her high-need, stubborn, intense, over-emotional glory. She is also painfully and cripplingly shy. Now, here is something only those who have known me for an excruciatingly long time know...so am I.
Anytime I tell someone that I am shy I am usually met with disbelief and derision. Surely someone as apparently outgoing and talkative as myself couldn't possibly be shy. But, the fact of the matter is, it has taken me 12+ years of theater training and dozens upon dozens of performance and public speaking experiences just to get me to a point where I can fake it...most of the time. There are times, however, when that shyness still overtakes me. I can think of a recent time, a parent get-to-know-you function at my daughter's school. I was late and when I got to the door I saw everyone engaged and talking already and no matter what I tried to convince myself, I could not make myself walk in. So, I turned and left.
I see those moments in my Raindrop. I see the moments where she approaches a group of children, even children she knows, and she circles them. She looks for the "weak link," the one where she could single out to talk to in the most non-threatening manner. It kills me to watch this. The painful longing of wanting to belong to the group coupled with the paralytic fear of rejection. It is like watching my own childhood in a curly-haired mirror and my heart aches for her and all the pain she will probably go through figuring out how and where she fits in. I wish I could spare her this.
But, then I realize in some ways I already have. I was an adopted only-child. She is the middle child with two siblings living with her biological parents. Watching my kids I have realized, siblings shape and challenge you in ways no other relationship could. She is braver when her big sister is around and I think ultimately it will help her find her feet faster than I did. But, introducing her to theater, my medium for overcoming my own handicap, has given me unspeakable joy. She took to performing just as I did and in doing so, gave me a mirror that I could gaze into with pride and hope. I turned out okay. So will she. And it is possible, just possible that this new version, Amie 2.0 if you were, may even have more talent than I did. But, then again, that may just be the mother-colored-glasses talking.
Here is my girl performing as the Passenger Engine in a rendition of "The Little Engine that Could." Watching this without prior knowledge, you would never guess that the little girl in the yellow dress suffers from severe shyness. It was so much fun to see my little Raindrop shine!
Minggu, 21 Mei 2017
Airplanes turkey teeth and a black eye
A lot of photos from my real camera to capture our amazing Missouri trip's memories:
(fun with Thomas at the airport)
(really excited about being allowed to watch a DVD on our laptop here and also in the air)
(home! My mom has officially converted her famous 'wedding tree' into a 'Thanksgiving tree'. It only took 5 years for our wedding pictures to be overtaken by grandkids;) )
(Truman's new bedroom is FULL of amazing finds from my childhood. Case in point: this awesome land line phone that I had in high school, painted with my nailpolish. Gah!)
(indeed)
(the crew on Tuesday afternoon)
(freshly squeezed OJ = only something he gets with Go Go)
(someone loves Golf Digest)
(and new barrettes from Go Go)
(Wednesday morning--full of smiles with her first tooth!)
(Memaw and her great grand)
(a very Go Go/Pinterest lunch)
(Hannah's fam came to visit a bit! Everyone is looking and half-way smiling!)
(pool shark--and my parents have the best game room ever in the basement)
(Thursday morning smiles!)
(this kid)
(cheese!)
(Truman let me line up old match box cars into a rainbow. Both kids are thoroughly impressed, obvi)
(one of the chefs taking baby girl out for fresh air. Why do I love this pic so?)
(loves his new room with toys, I told you)
(warning: Great-Grandpa and Cecelia are TOO cute. Framers.)
(loves to cook)
(salivating)
(great attempt at a shot with me and the kids)
(and our impromptu photo shoot by mom. Love these!)
(the chosen one for cards, although T isn't looking at the camera. Still a winner)
(Cecelia! Why that face?)
(a new all-time fave--my kids and their great grandparents)
(playing with Great Aunt Beth and a new book/Thomas toys)
(father/daughter)
(Friday morning with Po Po)
(these two!)
(sink bath time)
(Uncle Mike came in from Colorado! First time meeting his niece)
(puzzles are a tradition for our visits in MO)
(she cracks me up with her prop sitting!)
(playdoh)
(Sunday--anyone remember this Marble Madness game?)
(her with her TWO teeth now!)
(fun with bubbles--another Pinterest thing, no doubt)
And now my awful story for this post:
Truman got his first black eye on our trip and it was seriously horrifying to watch. We were all downstairs and I was about 3 feet away from him as he started running toward the foosball table, really excited to play the game with us. I saw him trip---which happens at least 2-3 times per day---but this time it was right in front of the table. As he went down my heart literally stopped and when the loudest CRACK known to mankind rang out across the house, I felt ill. I thought he had knocked out every.single.tooth we'd all suffered so much to get. I thought that as I pulled him off the floor I would see a ton of blood. But he was screaming in pain and I just rocked him and searched his face for any signs of blood. At first I didn't see anything and then I watched his right outer eye swell up immediately with a small cut along side of it.
Is there anything worse than seeing your child get hurt? Truman is a typical 2.5 year old boy and he definitely has his share of bumps and bruises. But nothing like this. His first black eye was a doozie---both Nate and I were questioning a trip to the ER to rule out any fractures or issues with bleeding behind his eye socket. Nate is usually so calm and collected in situations like these but even he was freaking out a bit. My mind just went into 'medical focus' and all I could think about was how our insurance might not cover an ER trip outside of the Wisconsin network, and how if I was with Truman at the hospital Cecelia might actually starve to death. Very rational, right? But I don't think I could wrap my head around the fact that Truman was actually going to be okay. How was it possible that he didn't need stitches after an injury like that? How did he not break his nose or teeth? I really do believe that it could have been 100 times worse and thank God for protecting him during Truman's fight with the table. He was so brave and surprisingly got over it pretty quickly, considering that even a scraped knee means at least 4 days of constant talking about his owie.
It was incredible to me to watch his black eye change with time. Kids are SO resilient and the human body is so cool!
Night it happened: Sunday
The next morning: super swollen!
Not even 24 hours later, at the airport: swelling went down and it got a lot darker
And about 36 hours after the fight with the table, Tuesday morning: ready to show off his owie at daycare, which is a LOT better already
He has been a trooper and is NOT being extra careful at all right now. Meaning, he is still running full steam like a mad man and I'm constantly telling him to slow down and be cautious. Boys. Makes a mama extra nervous to watch him be so wild.
The best part is that on the plane ride home on Monday, a lot of people had been commenting about his shiner all day. And as we walked to the back of the plane down the aisle, he just started pointing at his eye with a very serious face, looking around at the strangers to make sure they noticed. Such a ham. Gotta milk this one for all it's worth!
Quite the eventful trip, but worth it! It's good to be home, trying to regain some sense of a routine again, though. And now it's time to focus on Christmas!
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