I love this idea. On any given day, my kids will run through at least 5 cups EACH, filling and drinking water. I’m happy we have a dishwasher, but it just feels wasteful all around – wasteful with water, with dish washing, with time. Pinterest inspiration from Bee In Our Bonnet:
Toddler fevers are no fun. She could have a fever because all of her sharpest teeth are coming in AT THE SAME TIME or she could have one because we have been so on the go that she is just exhausted.
But she did bite me pretty hard yesterday in frustration.
Here she is in happier times…like, just yesterday…
I’ll go ahead and say you’re crazy if you haven’t heard of Chia . Chia is a tiny seed that has been on the trendy superfood group list longer than kale. You can sprinkle them on salads, in smoothies, or in cereal. Soaking them overnight in liquid makes them expand into a gel like tapioca – making it into “chia pudding”.
A friend recently gave us a case of Chia Pods, a convenient on-the-go cup of chia pudding. They are so yummy that I have been inhaling 3 of them A DAY. (I don’t know if its safe to eat that much in one sitting, but I’m going to assume chia is like lettuce and that its okay to binge out on it.) It’s light, sweet, and they come in different flavors.
I adore the tiny spoon it comes with.
But I’m finding I’m having to restrain myself all day from opening ” just one more” and my supply is almost gone. I think these can only be bought in Australia, so I decided I should feed my craving by making my own.
Here is the Chia Pudding recipe I used:
2 Tablespoons Organic Chia (I found an enormous
bag for sale at Costco)
2 teaspoons brown sugar
1 Cup milk
Combine all ingredients in a jar, put a lid on, and shake to mix.
Place in fridge overnight or for at least 3-4 hours.
When ready, top with fresh fruit and enjoy!
You can add creative flavoring (maybe cocoa powder or coffee?) and decide what type of liquid it’s made with – I’m not a fan of almond milk, but the seeds definitely expand better in non-fatty milks).
Anyway, trust me, it’s good!
Ross took the girls to their very first beach clean up. He brought home some pieces he thought would be good for an art project.
Inspiration piece by an amazing local artist named Mary-Jo: (I pined over her wreaths for years and finally got one this past Christmas.)
Our two modest attempts: (According to her daughter Megan, Mary-Jo would probably lovingly say, “Needs more driftwood.”)
I’m not a clean freak. But I am neat. And smells bother me A LOT. Living on a dusty acre in the mountains also makes me pretty obsessive about keeping stain-forever red dirt out of my things. (We wipe our dog’s feet every time he comes into the house.)
Anyway, surf has been up, sun has been out, and it’s a weekend. It’s pretty safe to say we have been in and out of the house a lot. Even so, we always make sure our 6 year old Yorkie has enough bathroom time during the day. He hasn’t had an accident in YEARS.
But Friday afternoon after the beach, we came home to the biggest dog pee accident ever. A flood on the bed, followed by a traveling trail of thick, sappy urine that went across my house. It was like someone dumped a gallon bucket of yellow syrup on the corner if my bed. It was so bad that my (normally frugal) husband said, “We’re dumping the comforter AND bed.” (Not joking, he peed an equivalent of his body weight, it was THAT much.)
Wash it, you say? The comforter was machine washed TWICE on “heavy duty”, and it still smelled and had a stain. The mattress was 10 years old and folded like a taco when we carried it to the car – the telltale sign it was time for a new one anyway. (Seriously, it was like trying to shimmy a 200 lb piece of rectangle jello through the house – no structure what-so-ever.)
So we spent all day Saturday mattress and comforter shopping. No beach.
The very next day (Sunday), we went on a quick morning errand and came home to Armageddon. Our beloved dog had taken the biggest, watery poop in the living room (again, he must have pooped his body weight – at least!). We have wood floors so normally this would not be too bad to wipe up – except that my Roomba (automatic floor vacuuming robot) decided to drive over it and drag it ALL OVER THE HOUSE. Luckily (insert sarcasm here), it went across my area rug first, and most of it wiped off there. But not all of it. I found poop smears in every room. It was like someone painted the floors with it. And someone did – my Roomba.
It was so bad, Ross immediately scooped up the baby and headed outside – presumably to be out of my way. I think I had daggers in my eyes at that point.
The girls tiptoed onto my bed and I put them on lockdown there while I began the disgusting process of scrubbing and mopping. (You can bet I sprayed and diffused the heck out of my essential oils.) Then, just in case I wasn’t overwhelmed enough, Ross came running inside and says that the baby somehow got to the Roomba (that was outside waiting for him to clean) and – you guessed it – put poop in her mouth. Ummmm, what does SOMEHOW even mean??!!
I probably-too-roughly brushed her teeth with (non-flouride) On Guard tooth paste, scrubbed her down in the tub, turned on Elmo to keep her busy, then resumed the 3-hour process of scraping poop off the floors.
Ross reluctantly agreed to throw away the carpet and Roomba. No, it can’t be cleaned. We tried. There was poop in every crevice of the machine and every fiber of the rug. Thanks for asking, though.
So let’s total the damage: $1300 on a new bed and comforter and a loss of $380 for the Roomba and carpet that I’m NOT replacing. 😐 Expensive weekend!
This place is still magic for my girls. Every game and ride costs one token (a quarter), and if you are lucky, you can find a coupon somewhere which can reduce the cost even more (FYI – this happens NEVER in Hawaii even though you see commercials for coupons ALL-THE-TIME).
What I love most about Chuck E. Cheese is that every time you put in a token, the game will ALWAYS dispense tickets – no matter how you play. You could close your eyes and not even touch the machine and you will still get at least one ticket. My kids love to collect the tickets and turn them in for small prizes. They will sometimes “pool” their winnings in hopes for a bigger prize, although, you can already see that this is a poor idea – especially when it comes to whose turn it is to play with the prize first. When they were younger they just loved collecting the tickets, no redeeming necessary back then, life was so simple!
The food (pizza) is just oo-kay, and if you go on a weekend it can get pretty crowded. But, it’s pretty clean, generally safe (they use hand stamps to match parents to their children so no one can “accidentally” exit with your child), and a great way to spend a rainy afternoon.
I took the girls a few weeks ago and I think the baby had the most fun. I bet she would have sat on any of those rides for an unlimited amount of time – or at least until the tokens ran out.
I’ve just discovered this book and this blog: http://crappypictures.com
I’ve already read 3 hours worth. And I’m pretty sure she is a genius.