Archive for October, 2009

The Pumpkin Pond

Ok, so our trip to the pumpkin patch wasn’t quite the disaster that I’ve made it out to be. I guess I have been a little dramatic. But in my defense, it really was a mud pit. Not only did we have to drive over a flooded bridge (the Sub did great) but most of the pumpkins were actually floating. FLOATING! I’d say 80% of the whole place (we’re talking many acres here) was under water. Emma, of course, was dead set on tromping through every puddle she saw. By the end of it, she had lost a shoe and fallen several times, covering herself in mud. We had to strip her down before putting her in the car. BUT, she had a blast, and while it wasn’t the idyllic first trip to the pumpkin patch I had in mind, it was definitely memorable.

PS – the picture to the right was before any of the mud mishaps.



Emma is 18 months old today. In honor of that milestone (and simply because the blog was in dire need of a facelift) I made a few changes around here. So take a gander at the pic of Em’s first, albeit disastrous, trip to the pumpkin patch which will be explained in depth soon!

Reflections on Manoah

It’s been a hard week. Emma came down with a cold on Sunday and has been milking it for all it’s worth. Whine, whine, whine. Cry, cry, cry. Defy everything I tell her. We’ve had a record number of tantrums at the Slaton household this week. (I know there will be those of you out there who will think I’m a liar!) To make matters worse, it rained until Thursday and Jacob’s been gone since Friday morning. But the real icing on the cake is that I have somehow managed to not see a single friend/acquaintance/anyone other than family since LAST THURSDAY. And still counting. Ugh!

All of this has combined to make me feel really sorry for myself. And that somehow rolled into me feeling like a bad mom, which I thankfully don’t get trapped in too often.

In a rare moment of peace and quiet, I was just finishing some reading from “Parenting is Your Highest Calling” and 8 Other Myths that Trap Us in Worry and Guilt when Myth #5 slapped me in the face. The myth is that “if you find parenting difficult, you must not be following the right plan.” I know that parenting is difficult, no matter what method or plan you follow. And since Jacob and I are smack dab in the middle of trying to figure out this whole discipline thing, I’ve really been seeking for a plan that would work. A Biblical plan. But the Bible itself seems pretty hush hush on the subject. Until now.

In this chapter the author actually went through the whole Bible pinpointing verses or sections related to raising children. And guess what? The list barely takes up two small pages! Kind of disappointing if you ask me. But then she dives in to the story of Manoah. Let me give you a brief background. Manoah and his wife were to be parents of one of those miracle children from the Old Testament. As soon as Manoah finds out his wife is going to have a baby, he freaks out and says, “O Lord, I beg of you, let the man of God you sent to us come again to teach us how to bring up the boy who is to be born” (Judges 13:8). And how does God reply? He sends an angel to tell his wife she “must do all that I have told her. She must not eat anything that comes from the grapevine, nor drink any wine or other fermented drink nor eat anything unclean. She must do everything I have commanded her” (Judges 13:13-14). Not quite the answer he was looking for. It doesn’t exactly address the parenting help Manoah was looking for. And yet, I’m starting to realize that it does exactly that.

“If I want my children to be conformed to the image of Christ, I must seek to be conformed to Christ first.” — Leslie Fields

I want to be the kind of mom who, because I am patient, can teach my children patience. I want to be the kind of mom who, because I know God’s love, can shower love and tenderness on my children and teach them how to do that to others. I want my nature to dictate the way I parent, not a “5 steps to successful parenting” plan. But the only way that will work is if my nature is like Christ’s.

So, help me God.

Fall Spice Waffles

In an effort to entice my sick little girl’s appetite (and chase away all the gloomy weather we’ve had lately) I just made a batch of fall spice waffles for dinner. Mmmmm! Perfect for all ages (even little bitties) and best topped with powdered sugar, these are worth the effort. I just had to share the recipe!

Fall Spice Waffles

1 1/2 cups flour

1 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/8 tsp each nutmeg and ground cloves

2 eggs, separated

1 cup milk

1/4 cup butter, melted

1/3 cup grated carrots, apple or zucchini

In a medium bowl, combine flour, baking powder, salt and spices. In separate bowl, combine egg yolks, milk and butter. Stir into dry ingredients just until moistened. Add carrots, apple or zucchini. In a small mixing bowl, beat eggs whites on medium speed until soft peaks form. Gently fold into batter. Bake in a preheated waffle iron until golden brown. Top as you wish!!

Have I mentioned . . .

that I’ve started sewing again?? I don’t really know who all reads this blog, so in an effort to get the word out, here are a few of the things I’ve made lately. Sorry for the overkill for those of you who have seen it already.



Yes - those are leg warmers!!

Yes - those are leg warmers!!

And it’s all for sale here!