Another simple recipe. Prepare the cantaloupe (or other melon) in slices. Place the slices in a bowl. Add the juice of half a lime, some finely sliced fresh mint, a bit of salt and pepper. Coat the melon with the dressing.
Here is something I made today. It was so simple, and so tasty. AND my two wee boys asked for seconds and thirds.
1/2 a bag of dried puy lentils
Boullion for cooking lentils
3 carrots peeled
1/2 a red pepper
A bit of onion
A small clove of garlic
1/2 a bunch of parsley
Salt and pepper to taste
Juice of half a lemon
I put the lentils on the stove-top to cook. Use the recommendations for cooking on the package of lentils. I usually add bouillon to the lentils whilst they cook just for a bit of additional flavour.
While the lentils were cooking, I chopped up the carrots, pepper, and onion. I like to chop these ingredients up to approximately the same size as the lentils themselves. Plus, chopping is a bit of therapy for me. I like to zone out and focus on something manual sometimes. I used a garlic press to crush the garlic. And I chopped up the parsley rather finely with a chopping knife.
Dump it all into a bowl. Add the salt and pepper. I drizzle olive oil around the bowl three times. Same with the balsamic vinegar. I squeezed the juice of half a lemon. Then, I just mixed everything together.
It was super simple, and as I said, my two sons loved it. So, i felt like a successful mom today.
Good night. Sleep tight.
(Originally published 22 April 2007, am republishing…well…have to get back into blogging. Throwback Thursday is as a good excuse as any!)
Mrs. Halleberg was my grade two teacher. On parent’s night, each student had to make up an individual star made of construction paper. Mrs. Halleberg would then write adjectives to describe her students and put them up on the bulletin board in the hallway. She wrote ‘Chatterbox’ on mine and ‘Motor Mouth’ on my friend Lorraine’s. I guess your individual development really doesn’t change much after your first five years–hence, thirty years later I am nick-named Princess Donkey.
I’ve kept this character sketch that a fellow classmate wrote of me in Mrs. Halleberg’s grade two class.
The great thing is: thirty years later, I still have friends from Grade 2: Lorraine and Michelle. Lorraine is my first close long-time friend to have a baby (Baby Betty). Michelle lives in or around Wakefield and is studying to become a nurse. We had another friend, Winnie Wong. I don’t know where she is now though. I think Lorraine says she is in Toronto.
I did, however, say hello to my former classmate who wrote my character sketch this year when I was home at Christmas. I found out that he and wife were living just up the road from my parents. They’ve had a baby too. I had three weeks to kill in Whitehorse this year and them up–out of the blue–and asked if they wanted to go skiiing. I didn’t think they would remember me–but they did. I told them that I had this character sketch that he had written about me–and that I am positively horrified that in grade two, my hobbies included doing chores around the house.
Well..we have some BIG NEWS. B.I.G. We’ve been telling everybody by phone, but now it is offically on the blog.
Jman is diaper-free. Ever since we moved into our house, he was right away interested to use the potty. Then, right after his third birthday, he decided: No more pampers (“Pas de pampers, Maman. Plus“). Which literaly means: no more diapers. None. Not even at night.
And voila! Magically, there are no more.
I am so pleased. I thought potty training would be difficult as you read about how people have to train their kids by giving them treats or as my FRIEND from Whitehorse mentioned: put Cheerios in the toilet so he can aim.
We have had a few close calls when he has been in his snow pants and he needs to pee. OR when we are in the Grand Place parking in Vevey and we peed on a tree. And one time when we were in a store and I should have just popped outside rather than try to find the bathroom. But essentially, he has been doing it on his own.
We are quite aways away from him going potty by himself, but somehow, it is just easier not having to change his diapers anymore. I guess it the next step and we are excited about the change.
Jman comes over to the table and puts a wee spec of ooze on it. “Regardez Maman. C’est quoi ça?” “Look Mummy. What is this?”
I look down, inspect it and ask: “I’m not sure Little Bear. Where did you find it?”
“Dans mon nez!” “In my nose!”
After a few months of struggling long hours by myself with the boys and being unable or too tired to move my projects forward, we are officially looking for an au pair. I originally didn’t want to discriminate between fille au pair and a garçon au pair, but honestly, I don’t really want a young man in my house. I don’t want to teach him how to live with others. I don’t want him to disrespect our space (messy room, food all over). I certainly don’t want to make him have to clean the bathroom more than once…and now, I am sterotyping.
I don’t want him to think it is his home, becasue basically, it isn’t. And I think males somehow just naturally think they own the place.
Here is my online profile for our family on Au Pair world:
Dear Au pair
We love to laugh and do arts and crafts. We love to run outside and play in the mud. We are boys. We like to make noise when we can, but we also like to read books and dress up (pirates, super heros, ninjas, more…).
We have bikes and scooters. We use them inside and out. We love to play in our kitchen and often make meals and afternoon tea.
We are going to take music lessons, swimming lessons, and football camps this summer. So we have a calendar full of activities.
We are a Canadian-Swiss family living in Switzerland. We speak English and French. We live in a house in a Swiss country neighbourhood, but only 15 minutes to Lausanne and entire the Lac Léman region but also close to outdoor recreational areas like the Pacots. We are close to public transport (trains and bus).
We are an international and bilingual family. We have lived in Canada, the USA, France, and Switzerland. We are happy to provide an opportunity to learn and practice both English and French.
Maman is a web consultant and communications specialist and works from home. Papa works in a technology company in Lausanne.
We have a private bedroom ready for you on our main level. It has a bed, drawers, closet and desk. There is a bathroom and shower on the main level too.
We would love an au pair who loves to play inside and out. We like to go to parks and down to the lake. We need a bit of help to clean up our rooms and downstairs … when we’ve played too hard and it needs a tidy up.
We would also love if you would be able to cook some meals traditional to your country. We love to cook and experiment with food.
Our parents expect you to be non-smoking, appropriately dressed, responsible, and emotionally mature youth who respects our house and shares our space. You will be expected to make your bed and keep your room clean. We would like you to help clean up after meals and help do the dishes. You will also be expected to clean your bathroom weekly and take your turn with the vacuum and the mop.
Once you are here, we can look at everybody’s activities and create a schedule that works. We will work together to choose the right language course from the numerous possibilities in the Lausanne / Vevey area.
We would love to teach you about Switzerland and our Swiss family lifestyle and learn about yours as well.
That is it. We are actually looking for an au pair from the European Union as we don’t want the extra effort associated with an au pair from other countries. Also, it would be less of a culture shock (especially if they were coming from a country close to Switzerland).
So…that is it. I am scheduling a few Skype interview tonight. Hopefully, we will be up and running in four to six weeks.
I will let you know how things work out.
You know your child is becoming bilingual when he says: “A is for pomme!”
“Poopies don’t live in your bum. Poopies don’t live in your diapers. Where do poopies live?”
“La maison des poopies!”
“And where is the maison des poopies?”