It’s Mother’s Day 2018! When I think back to honoring my mother on this day we always had the homemade gifts we would make and I think as a mother of 6 kids those are always my favorite gifts.
I am a mother of 6 AWESOME KIDS and 19 GRANDKIDS. I feel so blessed as a mom and grandma. As they send me gifts I cherish everyone and they always touch my heart.
I go and see my 88 year old mother every month. She is 5 hours from me but what an honor it is to take care of her in her aging years.
I think I have gotten to know more about her than I ever did when I was growing up. Sometimes she is very frustrating but then I realize she is fighting to stay independent and that is hard when your sight is almost gone and you have a back that is way bent over with Scoliosis.
I remember when she had to get a NEW knee. I went up to take care of her and as she tried to lay on her couch and I on the loveseat, what memories we made that night.
She grew up very poor and her mom died when she was only 10 years old. She taught me a lot growing up from putting me in 4-H, (won a lot of first place ribbons at the fair) piano lessons for 10 years, some singing lessons and always tell the truth.
This year with my siblings we wanted to get something different so we purchase an Alexa. She said she wanted someone to talk to, as my dad died 18 years ago. I really think she will love it.
Lets go out and Celebrate Our Mothers this year and really show them how much they mean to us.
Now lets talk about other ways to celebrate mom this year…..
DIY Farmhouse Style Flower Pots….. Make cute, quirky flower pots with just some chalk paint and a sharpie! These would be cute herb planters or succulent planters. They are inexpensive – even cheap at less than ten bucks for the whole set! It’s a great gift for Mother’s Day! (Via Our Handcrafted Life)
Bliss Gardens Air Plant Terrarium Kit , $24.95, Amazon.com …..Don’t get her a dozen roses this year, make her a Customized Terrarium. This kit that includes a glass vessel, pebbles, an amethyst crystal, a dried thistle and an air plant. Since air plants only need to be watered once a week, they’re super easy to care for so she can keep her mini-garden thriving with ease — even if she doesn’t have a green thumb. ❤
This easy recipe for a Valentine’s Day Cookie Cake, stuffed with white chocolate chips and an abundance of sprinkles, is sure to be a crowdpleaser! (viaBake du Jour) ❤
Have a Wonderful Valentine’s Day and Remember to say, “I love you To Everyone In Your Family!” ❤
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Let me know when I make you proud. And help me to have pride in my own accomplishments. Let me earn your trust. Then trust me. I won’t let you down. Let me know you love me with a hug or a pat on the back. Or, when I need it, with a firm but gentle “no” Let me be. Let me change. Let me grow. Let me dream. Share my joy when my dreams come true. Share my tears when they don’t. Let me feel secure in my home. Help me realize that love is always there. That I can depend on you no matter what. Let me run. let me laugh. let me play. And most of all, let me be a child.
Sometimes it amazes me the demands that are placed on children these days. While as parents we can all say that we had it “harder” then our kids do now because we had to be creative and play with our imagination where as now there are video games and computers.
Let’s face it, the pressure that is put on our children today to grow up fast is really out of control.
We have them in multiple sports, we push them to join different clubs, their peers put pressure on them to look more grown up and dress more grown up and the media encourages this.
Take a look at the toys we want our little girls to play with, Bratz and Barbie… or have a look at the style of clothes that are available, do those toys look innocent to you?
Life passes us by quick enough as it is. Let your child be a child, regardless of how old they are. To help make sure your child isn’t robbed of their youth, here are several tips you can follow, one for each day of the week to think about.
Follow the principle that Regular Playtime is vital for everyone.
Get in touch with our own playfulness. Kids really do model what they see. Present a picture of adulthood that children will want to grow up to emulate.
Tell the kids it’ll be a laid-back summer. Ask them to create a fun bucket list of which activities they want to keep… and which they want to toss.
Parents may be shocked by what they say they want to quit doing. Sometimes kids do things because we want them to, and somehow we fail to notice their heart hasn’t been in it.
Arrange low-key times with friends and family. This may mean turning down some invitations and setting aside an evening as family night. Make sure kids have regular opportunities to just hang out with family and friends.
Encourage free-range (not pre-packaged), natural and spontaneous play— like a sandbox in the backyard, blocks and impromptu neighborhood soccer games, instead of an amusement park, elaborate toys and soccer camp.
Make sure children also have total down time for lying in the grass looking at the sky, or sitting on the sidewalk sharing a stick of gum with a friend.
Show trust in giving youngsters some freedom. Have confidence that when a child is off on his own and enjoying and directing himself in activities he chooses, that is his “job”. The chances are that whatever innocent activities he’s doing of his own free will are better than any “enriching” activity we might impose on him.
Children need to play. It’s their work. All mammals play; it’s their way of learning skills they’ll need when they’re full-grown, from finding food to getting along with others. It’s also the way small humans process their emotions.
Thinking back to our own best childhood memory, it won’t be a class or lesson, but the time we were allowed to just be.
“Children learn through playing, through active exploration that feeds their imagination, not by always having others organize the world for them.”
How can you let your kid just be a kid?
There’s a good chance that your child is, right now, making his own Harry Potter broomstick out of a stick he found in the backyard … and he might prefer it to the pricey vibrating plastic version you were thinking of buying him.
“Children learn through play — through puzzles, games, and questions and answers. They also learn on the playground — they learn about nature, weather and the seasons, motion, concepts of distance and speed, and cause and effect. They learn how to negotiate and talk with their peers.
If you live in an area where you can let your child run amok with his friends outdoors, let him; if you don’t, remember that just hanging with friends and neighbors indoors can be great too.
The result sometimes necessitates that you wear earplugs on a Saturday afternoon but that is preferable to the eerie silence that descends when little kids are locked for hours in the world of video games.
Providing an environment where family plays and have fun together is not an option, for us it is a must.
Find something that your family will enjoy.
Board games, hiking, fishing, camping, playing sports, biking, reading, watching a movie,
any activity that provides a quality family fun time will unite our children while making memories that they will never forget.
In my family we spent time together, we had fun together, we played together.
In the end, learning who we are primarily takes place not in the act of doing, but in the quiet spaces between things, when we can reflect upon what we have done and who we are. The more of these quiet spaces families provide for kids, the better.
We must remember they are children and it’s crucial we let them enjoy this part of their lives by letting them just be a kid.
Memories are not free, however they don’t cost money but time and that is what makes them so valuable.
We can build them around the most simple moments.
It is for us to make each moment count, no matter our circumstances, our past,
or how much or how little we have, we can create a place called home
when every child is entitled to a beautiful childhood.
SO LET’S IMAGINE A MOMENT AND CREATE A MEMORY!
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When I was a Kid…. Oh what a time it was. I would get up early on a summer morning with nothing to do. I had more toys to play with than all the kids on the block I lived on.
But I still went out to the kitchen and complained . “Mom, I’m bored, what should I do?” She would say. “Well, eat your breakfast, get dressed and go outside to play.” was her reply. “But it’s too hot outside!” I whined.
Well, when I was a kid, you were expected to be outside all day long in the hot sun. We didn’t even have a cell phone for mom to check up on us when I went out to play when I was a kid.
When I was a kid, I wondered when i blew a kiss, if it reached its destination. Now, I still blow a second quiet kiss- willing it to go the distance.
When I was a kid, I waited for mommy or daddy to kiss me goodnight, to tuck me into bed. Now I help them to shut off the light and get to bed.
When I was a kid, I once wrote on the wall the word ‘CAT’, and then blamed it on my three year old sister. Now, I help my brother and sister write on things with chalk- to make a crazy and pretty pictures.
When I was a kid, I grew excited to hear my Grandmother’s stories, she had special ones for each of us. Now, I ask my Gram to repeat those stories on occasions- when the younger ones aren’t keeping her busy.
When I was a kid, my cousins were my best friends, two in-particular. Now, I have too many friends to keep up with-
and I miss my best friends.
When I was a kid, I fell asleep to the rhythm of a back-rub, my Grandparents knew just how to give me. Now, I quietly day- dream myself to sleep-creating my own imaginative stories.
When I was a kid, I couldn’t understand why teenagers got so caught up in friends and activities, I thought they must hate being at home.
Now, I survive from filling my schedule so full I barely have time to breathe- but all the while all I want is to be home.
When I was a kid, Home was with the sweet melodies of family bliss, Where people knew you best. Now, Home is in my heart- with the people that I loveand the things that I miss.
Gee I loved being a kid. Living for the moment, laughing for the sheer joy of doing so, letting my imagination run wild, not trying to be someone I wasn’t, saying “yes I can do that” to everything I wanted to try, even if I wasn’t any good at it. I didn’t have to worry about getting a job, a relationship, or pay off a mortgage.
Nor did I realize that, while I was playing, I was also learning all the basics of life – how to talk, read, write, make my arms, legs and eyes work together, play by the rules that my friends and I made up on the spot and – best of all – negotiation skills, learned by convincing my parents to buy sweets and toys.
Problems were resolved by a motherly kiss or going without dessert. Those were the days my friend, I thought they’d never end.
But they did.Life became serious. Parents, friends and teachers carefully taught me what I had to do to succeed in the harsh world of reality. Having fun became a waste of time that could be much more usefully put into earning serious money.
I was told to forget silly kid stuff, like jumping, drawing, singing, acting and doing roly-polies down a grassy hill. Instead, look around at what the adults are doing… copy them…don’t be different or people will think you’re dumb. Get a real job.
Become a doctor, lawyer, teacher, engineer – anything that makes people look at you in awe. So I did.
I started taking courses I didn’t want to do. I did degrees that were going to take me somewhere, but got me nowhere. I started getting assessed – for the right school, right friends, right sport, right university, right job, right partner…the right path to whatever other people told me would take me down that glorious road to success, fulfillment and happiness.
And no, I didn’t always get chosen. I often wasn’t good enough, qualified enough, wealthy enough, talented enough, dressed well enough, intelligent enough, or trained enough.
Then I started to see the light.
What I was getting enough of was stressed, pressured, changed, controlled, confused, uncertain and misguided. The one life I had was slipping by fast. I was reaching each of “the big 0’s” faster and faster. Finally I hit the big 6-0 – when bosses tell you: “you’re too old to work anymore. Go find a nice pasture. Book into God’s waiting room where you can pass the time until you die”.
That’s when I exploded.
“Enough is enough is enough!!!” It’s time for me to be me – the me I always wanted to be when I was a child.It hit me that life in my 60’s had much in common with life in my childhood. I didn’t have to worry about a job (though I could work if I wanted to), or a mortgage (it was under control) or even a relationship (I was happily married).
I could do anything I felt like doing – even if I wasn’t any good at it. I could become a kid again. And this time it could be even better. I now had the benefit of a lifetime of experiences – good and bad – and even a little money on which to build my childhood dreams, skills, fun, interests and plans.
So I have become a kid again.
I am free to do as I please, when I want, with whom I want, for as long as I wish and at the pace I like. I don’t have to be good at what I do. I just lose myself in the joy of the moment, laughing for the sheer pleasure of doing so, letting my imagination run wild, being the me I always wanted to be.
I love it. I am learning, growing and blossoming into a truly successful person. I now know happiness is the journey, not the end and life is what you make of it, right this minute.
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I love the stories of Christmas. A Few years ago I put together all these stories about Christmas and put them in a folder for my kids. I think they make Christmas more magical. I hope you enjoy “A Story Of Christmas Back In 1881.”
It was from him that I learned the greatest joy in life comes from giving, not from receiving.
It was Christmas Eve, 1881. I was fifteen years old and feeling like the world had caved in on me because there just hadn’t been enough money to buy me the rifle that I’d wanted for Christmas. We did the chores early that night for some reason. I just figured Pa wanted a little extra time so we could read in the Bible.
After supper was over I took my boots off and stretched out in front of the fireplace and waited for Pa to get down the old Bible. I was still feeling sorry for myself and, to be honest, I wasn’t in much of a mood to read Scriptures. But Pa didn’t get the Bible, instead he bundled up again and went outside.
I couldn’t figure it out because we had already done all the chores. I didn’t worry about it long though, I was too busy wallowing in self-pity.
Soon Pa came back in. It was a cold clear night out and there was ice in his beard. “Come on, Matt,” he said. “Bundle up good, it’s cold out tonight.” I was really upset then. Not only wasn’t I getting the rifle for Christmas, now Pa was dragging me out in the cold, and for no earthly reason that I could see.We’d already done all the chores, and I couldn’t think of anything else that needed doing, especially not on a night like this.
But I knew Pa was not very patient at one dragging one’s feet when he’d told them to do something, so I got up and put my boots back on and got my cap, coat, and mittens. Ma gave me a mysterious smile as I opened the door to leave the house. Something was up, but I didn’t know what.
Outside, I became even more dismayed. There in front of the house was the work team, already hitched to the big sled. Whatever it was we were going to do wasn’t going to be a short, quick, little job. I could tell. We never hitched up this sled unless we were going to haul a big load. Pa was already up on the seat, reins in hand. I reluctantly climbed up beside him. The cold was already biting at me. I wasn’t happy.
When I was on, Pa pulled the sled around the house and stopped in front of the woodshed. He got off and I followed. “I think we’ll put on the high sideboards,” he said. “Here, help me.” The high sideboards! It had been a bigger job than I wanted to do with just the low sideboards on, but whatever it was we were going to do would be a lot bigger with the high side boards on.After we had exchanged the sideboards, Pa went into the woodshed and came out with an armload of wood – the wood I’d spent all summer hauling down from the mountain, and then all fall sawing into blocks and splitting. What was he doing?
Finally I said something. “Pa,” I asked, “what are you doing?” “You been by the Widow Jensen’s lately?” he asked. The Widow Jensen lived about two miles down the road. Her husband had died a year or so before and left her with three children, the oldest being eight. Sure, I’d been by, but so what?
Yeah,” I said, “Why?”
“I rode by just today,” Pa said. “Little Jakey was out digging around in woodpile trying to find a few chips. They’re out of wood, Matt.” That was all he said and then he turned and went back into the woodshed for another armload of wood. I followed him. We loaded the sled so high that I began to wonder if the horses would be able to pull it.
Finally, Pa called a halt to our loading, then we went to the smoke house and Pa took down a big ham and a side of bacon. He handed them to me and told me to put them in the sled and wait. When he returned he was carrying a sack of flour over his right shoulder and a smaller sack of something in his left hand. “What’s in the little sack?” I asked. Shoes, they’re out of shoes.
Little Jakey just had gunny sacks wrapped around his feet when he was out in the woodpile this morning. I got the children a little candy too. It just wouldn’t be Christmas without a little candy.”
We rode the two miles to Widow Jensen’s pretty much in silence. I tried to think through what Pa was doing. We didn’t have much by worldly standards. Of course, we did have a big woodpile, though most of what was left now was still in the form of logs that I would have to saw into blocks and split before we could use it.
We also had meat and flour, so we could spare that, but I knew we didn’t have any money, so why was Pa buying them shoes and candy? Really, why was he doing any of this? Widow Jensen had closer neighbors than us; it shouldn’t have been our concern.
We came in from the blind side of the Jensen house and unloaded the wood as quietly as possible, then we took the meat and flour and shoes to the door. We knocked. The door opened a crack and a timid voice said, “Who is it?” “Lucas Miles, Ma’am, and my son, Matt… could we come in for a bit?”
Widow Jensen opened the door and let us in. She had a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. The children were wrapped in another and were sitting in front of the fireplace by a very small fire that hardly gave off any heat at all. Widow Jensen fumbled with a match and finally lit the lamp.
“We brought you a few things, Ma’am,” Pa said and set down the sack of flour. I put the meat on the table. Then Pa handed her the sack that had the shoes in it. She opened it hesitantly and took the shoes out, one pair at a time.
There was a pair for her and one for each of the children – sturdy shoes, the best… shoes that would last. I watched her carefully. She bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling and then tears filled her eyes and started running down her cheeks. She looked up at Pa like she wanted to say something, but it wouldn’t come out.
“We brought a load of wood too, Ma’am,” Pa said. He turned to me and said, “Matt, go bring in enough to last awhile. Let’s get that fire up to size and heat this place up.”
I wasn’t the same person when I went back out to bring in the wood. I had a big lump in my throat and as much as I hate to admit it, there were tears in my eyes too. In my mind I kept seeing those three kids huddled around the fireplace and their mother standing there with tears running down her cheeks with so much gratitude in her heart that she couldn’t speak.
My heart swelled within me and a joy that I’d never known before, filled my soul. I had given at Christmas many times before, but never when it had made so much difference. I could see we were literally saving the lives of these people.
I soon had the fire blazing and everyone’s spirits soared. The kids started giggling when Pa handed them each a piece of candy and Widow Jensen looked on with a smile that probably hadn’t crossed her face for a long time. She finally turned to us. “God bless you,” she said. “I know the Lord has sent you. The children and I have been praying that he would send one of his angels to spare us.”
In spite of myself, the lump returned to my throat and the tears welled up in my eyes again. I’d never thought of Pa in those exact terms before, but after Widow Jensen mentioned it, I could see that it was probably true. I was sure that a better man than Pa had never walked the earth. I started remembering all the times he had gone out of his way for Ma and me, and many others. The list seemed endless as I thought on it.
Pa insisted that everyone try on the shoes before we left. I was amazed when they all fit, and I wondered how he had known what sizes to get. Then I guessed that if he was on an errand for the Lord, that the Lord would make sure he got the right sizes.
Tears were running down Widow Jensen’s face again when we stood up to leave. Pa took each of the kids in his big arms and gave them a hug. … They clung to him and didn’t want us to go. I could see that they missed their Pa.
At the door Pa turned to Widow Jensen and said, “The Mrs. wanted me to invite you and the children over for Christmas dinner tomorrow. The turkey will be more than the three of us can eat, and a man can get cantankerous if has to eat turkey for too many meals.
We’ll be by to get you about eleven. It’ll be nice to have some little ones around again. Matt, here, hasn’t been little for quite a spell.” I was the youngest… my two brothers and two sisters had all married and had moved away.
Widow Jensen nodded and said, “Thank you, Brother Miles. I don’t have to say, may the Lord bless you, I know for certain that He will.”
Out on the sled I felt a warmth that came from deep within and I didn’t even notice the cold. When we had gone a ways, Pa turned to me and said, “Matt, I want you to know something. Your Ma and me have been tucking a little money away here and there all year so we could buy that rifle for you, but we didn’t have quite enough.Then yesterday a man who owed me a little money from years back came by to make things square.
Your Ma and me were real excited, thinking that now we could get you that rifle, and I started into town this morning to do just that, but on the way I saw little Jakey out scratching in the woodpile with his feet wrapped in those gunny sacks and I knew what I had to do. Son, I spent the money for shoes and a little candy for those children. I hope you understand.”I understood alright… and my eyes became wet with tears again. I understood very well, and I was so glad Pa had done it.
Now the rifle seemed very low on my list of priorities. Pa had given me a lot more. He had given me the look on Widow Jensen’s face and the radiant smiles of her three children.For the rest of my life, whenever I saw any of the Jensen’s, or split a block of wood, I remembered, and remembering brought back that same joy I felt riding home beside Pa that night. Pa had given me much more than a rifle that night, he had given me the best Christmas of my life.
Merry Christmas and God bless you!
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It took three decades to figure out what was making Donna Sawka so sick. Her symptoms — bloating, chronic diarrhea and weight loss — began early in childhood, and they only became worse as she aged.
Nine years ago, after developing severe anemia, a specialist told Ms. Sawka that she had celiac disease. The digestive disorder causes damage to the small intestine when gluten, a protein found in wheat, barley and rye, is ingested. People with the disease need to follow a strict gluten-free diet for the rest of their lives to avoid serious complications like osteoporosis and lymphoma, an immune system cancer.
Ms. Sawka, 48, of Fairless Hills, Pa., said she “was overwhelmed” upon learning she had the disease.
“I kept thinking about everything I wouldn’t be able to eat,” she went on. “I couldn’t even receive communion at church.”
Ms. Sawka’s reaction is a familiar one at the support group she attends. It takes the average patient 10 years to receive a diagnosis. And according to specialists, they are the lucky ones. Studies show that 3 million Americans, or 1 in every 1,133 people, have Celiac disease. But 95 percent of them have yet to learn they have it.
“The entire disease and all of its manifestations are incredibly under diagnosed.” “Patients often have it for a decade or two before they are diagnosed.”
Celiac Disease is often difficult to detect because the symptoms vary so widely from person to person. Ten years ago, the medical community thought it was a rare disorder that affected only 1 in every 10,000 people, primarily children who had digestive problems and failure to thrive.
Celiac disease……also known as Celia Sprue or gluten-sensitive enteropathy–is a digestive and autoimmune disorder that results in damage to the lining of the small intestine when foods with gluten are eaten.
Glutens are a form of protein found in some grains. The damage to the intestine makes it hard for the body to absorb nutrients, especially fat, calcium, iron, and folate. My father had this disease and it is not pleasant.
“It’s a problem. “The majority of patients do not have the traditional signs and symptoms. If someone’s only presenting symptom is anemia, physicians will think of a hundred other things before they think of Celiac disease.”
As a result, the condition is also commonly mistaken for other ailments. Ms. Sawka, for one, was told she had everything from irritable bowel syndrome to lupus to an allergic reaction from a spider bite before Celiac disease was confirmed.
Part of the problem is also a lack of education among physicians, particularly internists. Most primary care physicians are simply unaware of new research that shows the disease is common and can manifest itself in unusual ways.
“They think it is an exotic malady,” that persistent fallacy causes a less-than-appropriate effort to order the right blood tests and refer to gastroenterologists for care.”
Physicians now know that the disease is much more common. Most patients never experience the so-called classic symptoms: bloating, chronic diarrhea and stomach upset.
In 2006, the National Institutes of Health started a campaign to raise awareness of the disease among both the general public and physicians. A goal was to increase rates of diagnosis because, unlike many ailments, there is a definitive way to stop Celiac disease from progressing once it is recognized.
“The vast majority of cases experience a complete remission from symptoms once they are diagnosed and go on a gluten-free diet. “So essentially, you have no disease. That is what makes it all the more important to be diagnosed.”
And there is no better time to be on a gluten-free diet. In 2008, 832 gluten-free products entered the market, nearly 6 times the number that debuted in 2003. Last year, gluten-free even emerged as a fad diet in the general population. Now we see the gluten-free products everywhere.
“The quantity and quality of these products is amazing,”
Dr. Fasano said gluten-free products used to taste like cardboard but had significantly improved in recent years. “The only problem,” he said, “is that they cost five or six times more than their normal counterparts.”
Researchers are also beginning to experiment with drugs that may be able to block the immune response to gluten, much like a lactate pill. If the clinical trials are successful, individuals with Celiac disease may someday be able to ingest small amounts of gluten.
Until then, the gluten-free diet is working for patients like Ms. Sawka. “I am perfect now,” she said after 35 years of feeling sick. “Every system in my body was in an uproar, and then everything just quieted down.”
By CAROLYN SAYRE
Do you know how many foods contain gluten. You have to learn that to begin with. And you will need to become an expert in reading the ingredients on food labels and become a detective for gluten in the food that is not labeled.
Check out this Gluten Free Food List that should help.
“The Food You Eat Can Be Either The Safest and Most Powerful Form Of Medicine Or The Slowest Form Of Poison.”
So What are the Causes and Risk Factors of Celiac Sprue?
It occurs mostly in whites of Northern European ancestry and is rare in Africans and Asians.
While the precise mechanism of intestinal damage is unknown, it is clear that removal of gluten from the diet results in resolution of symptoms and intestinal healing in most patients.
Gluten refers to the protein component of grains such as wheat, rye, barley, and oats (but not rice or corn).
The exact cause of Celiac disease is unknown. The lining of the intestines contains areas called villi, which help absorb nutrients. When people with Celiac disease eat foods or use products that contain gluten, their immune system reacts by damaging these villi.
This damage affects the ability to absorb nutrients properly. A person becomes malnourished, no matter how much food he or she eats.
The disease can develop at any point in life, from infancy to late adulthood.
Symptoms of Celiac disease vary among sufferers and include:
Auto-immune” describes the way that the disease does damage; “auto” means “to oneself” so it is saying that the immune system of a Celiac mistakenly does damage to the Celiac rather than to the supposed invader.
What happens is that the immune system believes that a portion of the food eaten needs to be attacked, and as a side-effect of the attack, the lining of the small intestine gets damaged.
Celiacs who are not following a gluten-free diet will suffer from damage to the lining of their small intestines (specifically, to the “villi” the little hair-like growth that helps process food in the small intestine).
This damage slows and even prevents the digestion of food, which can lead to malnutrition (anemia, osteoporosis, vitamin deficiencies, and more)
Oh, Bread! Bless thy white glutinous face
Savior of the human race
Staff of life you’re said to be
Oh, Bread, methinks you’re killing me!
An Open Letter Ms.Modify wrote to Celiac Disease when she was sick in bed. People often don’t know the severity of this illness and tend to link it with food allergies (which it is not!!)
Let’s Talk About The Celiac Disease Diet…..
If you have been recently diagnosed and struggling with transitioning to a gluten-free diet, The Celiac Disease Foundation has a helpful 7 Day Gluten-Free Meal Plan. Full of ideas on how to get started!
So what is the treatment….Celiac disease cannot be cured. However, your symptoms will go away and the villi in the lining of the intestines will heal if you follow a lifelong gluten-free diet.
You must read food and medication labels carefully to look for hidden sources of these grains and ingredients related to them. Because wheat and barley grains are common in the American diet, sticking with this diet is challenging. With education and planning, you will heal.
You should NOT begin the gluten-free diet before you are diagnosed. Starting the diet will affect testing for the disease.
The health care provider may prescribe vitamin and mineral supplements to correct nutritional deficiencies. Occasionally, corticosteroids (such as prednisone) may also be prescribed for short-term use or if you have sprue that does not respond to treatment. Following a well-balanced, gluten-free diet is generally the only treatment you need to stay well.
When you are diagnosed, get help from a registered dietitian who specializes in Celiac disease and the gluten-free diet. A support group may also help you cope with the disease and diet.
So can we prevent Celiac Sprue?
Because the exact cause is unknown, there is no known way to prevent the development of Celiac disease. However, being aware of the risk factors (such as having a family member with the disorder) may increase your chances of early diagnosis, treatment, and a long, healthy life.
10 Facts about Eating Gluten Free your Friends and Family Must Know!
Dear Friends, Family, and acquaintances:
I am not eating gluten free as part of a fad, or because the latest celebrity has decided to jump on the G-free bandwagon.
I am not eating gluten free to annoy you, inconvenience you or to make things difficult when we go out to eat.
I am not eating gluten free to be the center of attention or to put a damper on your party.
I am not eating gluten free to pay outrageous prices for a single cookie, cupcake, or a tiny little pizza.
I am not eating gluten free to pay a lot more for a little bag of gluten free flour.
I am not eating gluten free to worry about what I can eat when I go out to eat.
I am not eating gluten free because I love to analyze every ingredient on every item I pick up to purchase.
I am eating gluten free because that little protein that you cannot see in your muffin, cookie, cake, pie, pizza, soup, and yes, even your soy sauce makes me ill.
I am eating gluten free because that little protein hurts my stomach, my joints, my muscles and yes, even my brain.
I am eating gluten free because I have a disease.
I am including a Recipe Book you can purchase if you have kiddos affected by this disease.
(The Gluten-Free Recipes for Kids cookbook offers more than 85 kid-friendly gluten-free recipes. The Gluten-Free Recipes for Kids cookbook does the planning for you. The spiral-bound cookbook includes an introductory section filled with helpful tips and educational information to help parents understand celiac disease, including a description of the dairy-free and gluten-free (GFCF) diet, and recipes to fit.)
Here are some Resources For People with Celiac.…….
Mother’s Day is a special day where mothers all around the world are recognized and celebrated. The celebration takes many forms from house to house, and country to country, but for the most part it is a day where mothers get the chance to put their feet up and be well and truly spoiled!
I just came from visiting my dear mom who is now 86 and so bent over and almost blind. She is still trying to be so independent and wishes she could be years younger. It is an honor to be able to take care of her as she ages.
I have learned so much from her in her later years and she is a Wonderful Mother. Tell your MOM this year how much she means to you.
If you wrote your mother a message… Would she be able to find it?
Top reasons to celebrate Mom this Mother’s Day.
She wore your macaroni necklaces with pride to work, the grocery store and the mall.
She had a knack for finding missing objects such as your blankie, pet frog, retainer, lucky marble, homework, or belly button lint collection. Unfortunately she is still looking for the remnants of her mind, memory, and body that once fit into size 4 jeans.
She willingly baked five dozen cupcakes for the bake sale you “volunteered” her for, and which you told her about at 8pm the night before.
She is a human calendar, keeping track of every doctor appointment, birthday, anniversary, parent-teacher conference, field trip, play date, spelling bee contest, lesson, team practice, first word or bowel movement anyone in the family has ever had.
She put up with your “self-expression” years whereby you dyed your hair, pierced body parts, tattooed strange things upon your skin, wore strange clothing and makeup, and used the word “righteous” ad nauseam.
She sacrificed going back to work just so she’d have time to be your Girl Scout Leader, PTA president, field trip chaperone, and chauffeur to every sporting event or karate lesson you ever took.
Even when you were too upset to verbalize what was bothering you, she always knew exactly what was wrong based on the volume and urgency of your heavy sobs or the amount of boogers that ran from your nose.
She loved you even when you flushed her earrings down the toilet, set the living room rug on fire, practiced writing your letters in red marker on the living room couch, or used the contents of your diaper for wall art.
She has spent the majority of her adult years in two places: the kitchen and the laundry room.
She has never had a vacation, comp time, sick day or other “break” from motherhood, and even if she were given the opportunity for one, probably would never take one.
Remember to thank your Mom on Mother’s Day. There is no love that goes deeper or which transcends time and space more than a mother’s love.
If Mom isn’t one for full-on spa treatments, then a simple homemade body scrub is still a nice gesture, and something she’ll appreciate for a long bath. This Homemade Citrus Scrub is light, refreshing and perfect for spring.
Give Mom a Coloring Book…….From beloved author and Hallmark Channel favorite Debbie Macomber, this special adult coloring book features forty-five original illustrations depicting scenes from the Rose Harbor and Blossom Street series. Unplug and let the creativity flow!
All Natural Mists…..A refreshing spritz of fragrant water is a great way for mom to keep cool this summer. To create sprays, simply fill mist bottles with water and a few strips of julienned cucumber or sprigs of lavender and mint.
Your family is probably like many others these days—pulled in countless directions by educational, social, and recreational obligations. If you’re looking for a way to re-connect with each other, a Family Night might be exactly what you need. Make Family Memories you family will remember for years to come.
No matter how young your children are, assigning one night a week for Fun Family Night Ideas gives families a special opportunity to have fun together and create lasting memories. The general concept of a weekly family night is to spend an evening once a week where the family is together having a meaningful experience together.
In other words, watching the latest installment of a favorite sitcom doesn’t count!Invariably, as soon as you decide to set aside a weekly family night, you will be inundated with conflicts. Have some integrity and be willing to say no more often.
It may be tempting to go to the big game with your friend, but be willing to say thanks, but no thanks. If the soccer team practices at the same time as family night, be willing to find another team or not play. It is important to make sure that your commitment is firm.
Remember the feeling of the children in the movie Hook when their dad (Robin Williams) says, “My word is my bond”? Keep your word and put family first and continue to make Memories.
Parents, YOU make the difference!
Choose a night when everyone gathers to enjoy a family activity and a game. Make sure all of you, from the oldest to the youngest, are involved. Each week, a different family member can choose the evening’s theme or activity.
Studies show that families who eat meals together and enjoy activities together are closer. This closeness extends to increased trust and comfort levels, which can help children grow up in a safe and nurturing environment.
Children who grow up in this kind of environment are less likely to become involved in drugs and alcohol use, and they are more comfortable discussing problems with their parents.
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Family Night Ideas…….
1. Visit the zoo……
2. Find out about your area’s community center and or/park activities…….
3. Wash the dog. ( A neighbor’s dog if you don’t have one!)
4. Have a family slumber party…….
5. Build a fort……(Use large appliance boxes outside, or pillows and sheets inside.)
6. Get out the family photo album…..
7. Research your family history……
8. Visit the Genealogical library…….
9. Play stick ball……
10. Play hopscotch…….
11. Clean the house together…(Have a pick-up party.)……………..
12. Make a play. Take it to a nursing home…….
13. Fly kites…….
14. Go on a family trip/ historical excursion……
15. Did it snow? Go sledding and make a snowman…….
16. Make a collage out of pictures from old magazines…..
17. Set up a lemonade stand on a warm day……..
18. Shoot hoops together. Play H.O.R.S.E……
19. Draw pictures of members of your family……
20. Tell Stories around a campfire. ( or at the barbecue?)…….
21. Organize a game of capture the flag…..
22. Make miniature boats and float them in some water……
23. Write letters to grandparents or a missionary……
24. Play freeze-tag…….
25. Tell scary stories (With lights out)……
26. Play broom ball…..
27. Go for a hike……..
28. Go for a bike ride together……
29. Go get ice cream and walk around the temple grounds……
30. Learn to play the guitar together…..
31. Listen to classical music, lights off, lying on the floor, and take turns saying what is sounds like……
32. Attend community concerts or listen to a local band……
33. Organize a community clean-up…..
34. Visit the library….
35. Go ice skating or roller skating…..
36. Paint a picture, a mural or a room……
37. Learn how to use a compass…….
38. Organize 72 hour kits…..
39. Learn how to use a compass…..
40. Plant a tree or some flowers…..
41. Learn the metric system…..
42. Learn sign language….
43. Learn the Morse Code…….
44. Go swimming……
45. Go bird watching…..
46. Walk the dog. ( A neighbor’s dog if you don’t have one!)
47. Visit the countryside…..
48. Visit the City. (Maybe on a bus?)
49. Pick berries/ fruit together…..
50. Bake cookies or bread….
51. Take treats to neighbors or friends…..
52. Plant a garden……
53. Join a family choir……
54. Start a family journal……
55. Go to a museum
56. Take a nature hike trail……
57. Have Family Game Night…….
58. Start a family exercise group…..
50. Sing (in the car)….
51. Visit a local bookstore or library…
52. Make crafts together. Give them away…
53. Make Christmas ornaments together…..
54. Write a story together…….
55. Learn how to fold the American Flag (or your country’s flag). Have a patriotic night. Have a flag ceremony.
56. Talk about drugs. Do role-playing.
57. Make a family cook book.
58. Write a story together………
59. Pizza making night– Make the dough from scratch or buy the pre-made pizza bread and let each person make their own little personalized pizzas.
60. Star Gazing – Grab some pillows, jackets and discover the world above you. There are apps you can download to your phone to help you recognize the stars.
61. Laser Tag- I must say this is one of my favorites. It’s so much fun!
Family movie nights are just a bit more structured than simply renting a movie and letting the kids watch it. Remember, the point of a family fun night is to make it a simple, but a special event that involves all the family. Pop popcorn the old-fashioned way (on the stove) and pop in a DVD….. Let everyone in the family have a turn at deciding which movie to watch.
Remember Family Nights can be a lot of FUN!
Here Is Another Idea I Love The Jar …….Make a Family Night Activity Jar! Printable includes 52 activity cards (one for each week of the year) plus blank ones to creat your own! (via CreateCraftLove.com)
(This is a Digital Scrapbooking Software that allows you to create Scrapbooks, Photobooks, Custom Gifts and Printables. It’s pretty easy to use. This program is chock-full of all kinds of goodies and features from backgrounds and picture layouts to tons of embellishments — everything your little creative, little heart desires — If you do get a copy of your own, you won’t regret it!)
Most importantly though, the best way to have a successful Family Night is to have it. The purpose of Family Night is to be (and learn) together as a family and all you have to do to achieve that goal is to simply hold Family Night.
The more regularly you bring your family together for Family Night , the more accustomed they will come to being together, participating in Family Night, and being united as a
SO HOW ABOUT SOME FAMILY NIGHT TREATS!!
Fruity Tuties– Get a bowl of ice-cream and add some of your favorite juice or soda. Enjoy! –
Oreo Pie – It’s easy, you just get chocolate pudding and Oreo’s and whip cream. Crush the Oreo’s up and put them on the bottom of a pan. Then put the pudding on top .then more crushed up Oreos. then put the whip cream on top and spread it out.-
Homemade Ice-cream Sandwiches – Yummy and easy. First make a box of brownies, any kind. Let cool and cut into squares. Take aluminum foil and put one brownie square on it add vanilla ice cream (or any flavor you like) and top with another brownie. Wrap up and put into freezer. Do this with all the brownies. After FHE serve.
Nachos – Put corn chips on a cookie sheet and put on shredded cheese we like the four cheese blend the broil in the oven until the cheese is melted. don’t bake it too long! hard cheese is not very good.
Home Made Oreos – A favorite of my family is a joyous mix. It’s lots of fun to put together as well. Prepare one box of devils food cake. follow the recipe on back on how to prepare it for cookies.
Place the dough/batter on a cookie sheet and cook for app. 10 minutes, (the back of the box should say exactly.) After the cookies are cooked and cooled, spread vanilla frosting on the flat side of each cookie and place to together!!!! ENJOY! –
Orange Julius’– Put 1 1/2 c. water, 1/2 c. milk, 1/2 c. sugar, 1 tsp. vanilla, 1/2 can frozen orange juice concentrate (regular size can), ice cubes (as much as you like, around 2 cups is good) into a blender. Blend until ice is well crushed. We almost always had this with popcorn!
When you have older kids, like teens, most are hard to get motivated. One trick I learned is to show them you mean it, find a bowl or container of some sort and have them all put their extra little things in it. Like for example, any electronic device like cell phones, ect. go into the basket. It works like a charm!
Don’t be discouraged if it takes little time to get your family night started. It’s well worth the effort to start a tradition that strengthens your family bond.
“Because there is no one way to be a perfect parent, but there are a million ways to be a great one.” Kelle Hampton As President Ezra Taft Benson said about Family Home Evening, “… Like iron links in a chain, this practice will bind a family together, in love, pride, tradition, strength, and loyalty.
****(Have you ever made a Photo Book before? This is the perfect time of the year to do so. All those Pictures of the Special Moments in your Family’s Lives, should all be Captured and CherishedForever, and a PhotoBook is the perfect way to do it.
You can use Blurb to create a family photo book anytime It’s a Bound Book of LOVE to be Cherished for Years to Come.)******
I wish that we had the sort of simple laid back life that afforded us the opportunity to have every night be Family Night. And I will admit that a part of me misses the days when all of my children were small and the evenings after dinner were spent reading a chapter from a book, all of us snuggled together on the couch.
But children have this annoying habit of growing up and having lives of their own, as parents we have to take the time to spend together with them wherever we can get it. Having one special night set aside every week to spend as a family has been transformative for my family.
When you have your teenagers putting in requests for the next Family Night and happily coming home on time, you know that you are doing something right.
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