Every time I check out of the grocery store with broccoli the cashier asks me, Oh, you’re having a party? We like our broccoli like we like our kids – in abundance. Especially when it’s served like this – here’s the recipe as presented to my 4 year old (minus my commentary, which is in the parentheses):
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You know those popular and delicious dump cakes where you glop a can of pie filling over a box of cake mix, then pour butter over the whole thing and call it a day? This is not one of those, but the premise is similar in that there is a lot of dumping and very little measuring. Unless you count “2 big glops” as a measurement. My spell-check doesn’t, even though I’ve already used that word twice.
A very sweet woman emailed me after I posted my first RACK recipe to both compliment me and ask where I found the time to come up with my kid-friendly cooking activities. And while my stroked ego wanted to respond, “I spend hours thinking of just the right recipe that works on reading, math and practical life skills,” that wouldn’t be true to the nature of the recipe. Or this blog for that matter, which is…
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I thought it would be fun to start a “search and find” series. I was inspired while taking a shot of Margaret and Adam playing Pictionary nicely together on the couch this morning. At second glance, I spotted something that didn’t quite look right in my photo and thought to myself, I wonder how many other people would notice this. Can you find it?
1) trying to do something with one of your kids and another kid has finished their work already and keeps saying, “Mom, I’m done,” “Did I earn a screen yet?” “I’m bored,” “Can you make me a snack?”
2) cooking dinner and everybody is freaking out.
3) putting the baby down for a nap while your other children are arguing loudly over whether your eyes change color if you press them both with your index fingers or if they stay brown from blinking. What.
4) on the phone and everyone is suddenly talking to you, urgently.
5) trying to take a shower.
6) any combination of 1-5.
When I shout “Go do Dictionary Pictionary,” which I have literally done in every one of the above scenarios, my older children respond to this by retrieving their notebooks and the dictionary, and leaving me alone for about 15-20 minutes (and…
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As many of you know by now, I’m not one to sit idly on the sidelines, no matter how displaced I may feel (or actually be). And we all know there’s no better way to get over missing city life than by totally distracting yourself with a chicken coop and half a dozen baby chicks.
I mean, I have carefully evaluated many options for our pet-desperate children, and have come to the determination that chickens are the lowest maintenance/ highest return pet we can handle right now.
For those of you back in NYC who think I’ve totally lost it, let me remind you that we already have a bajillion other birds in our backyard – birds that are busy mucking up our property, making nests all over the place, not being pets to my kids, not laying eggs we can actually eat and not looking particularly pretty. Seriously, have you seen a
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Is your family into games? Or, are they not that into games but you wish they were? Either way, I’m going to tell you about one of the simplest yet most successful games we’ve ever played (and still play several times per week). When I ask “who wants to play the WH game?” as it is so fondly called in our house, the reply is a shrieking stampede for the living room. As some of you might know from my article on childmind.org, I’m a fan of making up the rules as I go along, and the WH game was born in similar fashion.
I originally created the WH game for two reasons: 1) to help my 4 and 5 year old recognize WH words more fluently when reading, and 2) as a compact activity that traveled easily into waiting rooms, long lines and the minivan. What started as six index cards with…
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Ian has struggled with allergies since he was 5 months old, the worst ones being dairy and nuts. As avid dairy lovers, we’ve been reluctant to give up our favorite treats, yet it’s hard not to feel a small twinge of guilt every time Ian asks hopefully, “Can I have some of that?” or says “No fank you, those chips will make me throw up in the pool.” So over the last two years we have come up with some easy-to-find, almost-as-tasty substitutes for lots of those puppy-eyed situations. The guilt is somehow less crushing if I can offer an Oreo.
1. Oreos. Have I mentioned Oreos yet? Oreos are dairy free, and let’s face it, delicious and addictive. When I know we’ll be baking “real” cookies or desserts, I make sure to get a couple flavors of Oreos we haven’t had in a while. It usually works, the main problem being that now…
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