Friday, June 17, 2011

This moment...

This weeks inspired moment celebrates baby yoga and the possibility of innocence and anticipation that exists in all of us.


{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments. Enjoy a beautiful weekend.
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Upon the encouragement of a friend, I am entering this photo into the "i heart faces" photography contest. Being "just a girl with a camera", I have never entered into a photo contest before. Just learning about the process has been really fun. For those of you inspired to join in, please follow the link to check out upcoming themes (and great photo tips). This weeks contest is entitled "let's hear it for the boys"... and so to honour father's day, let's hear it for my boy in his favourite foot-to-mouth pose!!!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Easy Vegan Banana Muffins

I love food... eating it, creating it, thinking about it!!! Recently, I have enjoyed sharing my love of food with friends... dropping off some baked goods as a surprise for a neighbour, making some treats to share at yoga class, and most of all baking with my kids. Though I do have to let go of my 'control nature' and allow the the final product to evolve more elusively as a little bit of that sometimes turns into a whole lot of this once the kids are involved in measuring out the ingredients. When I can put my perfectionism aside, it makes for a super fun activity... and then some yummy treats to eat together.
As I share the things I love, I have decided that I will start to post recipes up on the blog... there are a few that everyone asks about, and rather than rewriting them each time, having them posted will make it easy to share not only the food, but the process of creating it too!! There are lots of recipes, but I will begin with some of the current household faves... like these scrumptious banana muffins (a double batch rarely lasts more than a day with our family of five... plus sharing with a few friends). 

Banana Chocolate Chip Edition
This recipe will make twelve regular muffins or one banana loaf.
Ingredients:
3 very ripe bananas (the more ripe the better!!)
1 Tbsp lemon/lime juice (the juice of approximately 1/2 fresh lime/small lemon. you can also substitute with orange juice)
1 tsp vanilla extract
1/2 cup brown sugar (though if the bananas are very ripe i usually use only 1/4 cup sugar)
1/3 cup oil (melted margarine, coconut oil, or if you prefer real butter... but then they are no longer vegan)
1/4 cup soya/almond milk (optional)
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1.5 cup flour
2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
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1/2 cup of chocolate chips, crushed nuts (almonds, pecans, walnuts), berries, etc (optional)
(note: if doubling the recipe, do not double baking soda and half more of baking powder)
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Preheat oven to 350°F (180°C).
In a large bowl mash the bananas. Stir in lemon/lime juice, vanilla, sugar, and oil. Sift in flour, baking powder and baking soda. If the consistency appears dry, add a little milk to moisten the dough. Add chocolate chips, nuts and/or berries as desired. Stir with spoon until 'just blended'. Be sure not to over mix, as that will make the muffins less fluffy.
Place in lightly greased muffin trays or loaf pan (or any shape you desire... i have made this into a birthday cake by using two round pans and adding chocolate icing).
Bake in preheated oven for 25-30 minutes (for loaf bake for 30-35 minutes).
Let cool for a few minutes before removing from baking trays.

Enjoy!!



Saturday, June 11, 2011

Saturday morning

Isabel & Anaïs at Allegretto Music Academy
This morning I took the kids to music class at a local spot we go to often called Allegretto. I have been taking the kids to Allegretto since we first moved to Bogotá... Isabel was two, and Anaïs was still baking in my belly. The owner/founder, Lucrecia, is absolutely amazing. She has an incredible talent for inspiring the love of music, and getting everyone involved... no matter what your age or ability. She introduces kids and adults to instruments of all kinds, and she incorporates movement into the songs so that the class is a real workout for both the body and the vocal cords (not to mention an exercise in tuning our musical ears). I credit much of my (and Isabel's) initial exposure to learning Spanish to Lucrecia. One of the most beautiful things about this school is that it is an activity for moms/dads to do with their kids (something that is not so common near where we live in Bogotá). The songs and activities are designed to actively involve the parent and child... and when I say 'active' i really mean it.

This morning I enjoyed an especially magical moment at the music class. I was with all three kids. Leo was wrapped in the sling (como siempre), peacefully enjoying the commotion around him. Having him tied to me meant I could not be quite as active in lifting the girls and sitting cross-legged. So the girls decided to team up with each other. It was so wonderful for me to see how much fun they were having... as Anaïs snuggled on her sisters lap; as Isabel tried to lift Anaïs from knee to knee; as Isabel swayed Anaïs from side to side; as they both hopped like bunnies (until they bumped into each other and fell down on the floor laughing)...
It was nearly impossible to take a photo... given the movement, the amount of people in the tiny room, Leo on my chest, and trying to sing/dance/move along with the action. I managed to catch one photo with my phone and I am using it to imprint the beauty of this memory in my mind. The wonder of sisters... playing together, singing together, dancing together... loving each other. I am so grateful to have two amazing girls who truly enjoy each other. I am truly blessed.

Friday, June 10, 2011

this moment...

Soulemama is a beautiful blog that I adore reading (when I have the time). On it Amanda Soule has begun many rituals that I find beautifully inspiring... {this moment} is one of them, and for the first time, i am joining in.
{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. 
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Anaïs & Leo

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Little Ballerina

Isabel was very excited to have her hair tied back in a 'bun'... and very concerned about looking 'just right'!!
She sure loves performing.

Today Isabel had her first ballet recital. Anaïs and I drove to the school to enjoy the show... and it was truly beautiful. Eight little girls and one little boy danced along side with their teacher. Just the opening was enough to get me teary eyed as the kids made a big circle which expanded to grow, then huddled together to unite everyone. This was followed by a beautiful greeting that was reminiscent of an abridged sun salutation: Hello Mr. Sun (reaching up to the sky), Hello Mother Earth (reaching down to our toes), Hello to all the animals (reaching side to side)... and it went on. The entire performance made reference to being a part of nature. Not to mention, the glorious sun outside that made everything sparkle.

Here is a little slide show...


You can make your own Animoto video!! It's fun and easy.

Monday, June 6, 2011

baby talk

Life is full of beautiful moments and opportunities to celebrate them. Though I am finding that with three kids under five it's getting more difficult for me to capture them all... whether on film or in words. Today was one of those perfect days... that has left me with no photographs, but so many wonderful memories. It was a holiday in Colombia and so Isabel was home and we all enjoyed a gorgeous sunny day at the park with great friends. It was delicious... and everything seemed to go at its own rhythm with perfect coordination. Yet is also made me realize that if I cannot capture pictures, I would like to capture words.

So often I am busy just being present with my kids and I completely forget about my camera (though that is a good thing)!!! As I watch my kids play, interact with each other, engage with the world, I find myself taking mental notes... wanting to savour each word, hoping that I will remember that exact phrase, the hug, the exchange... craving to imprint it upon my mind as I move into the next moment without hesitation. Hoping that I will remember it the next time I sit by the computer so that I can write it down for safe keeping. Sometime it happens, I remember, I write... and I know it will not be lost. Other times the moment drifts into the past with a faint lingering reminding me it had existed at one time not so long ago. And as my kids grow I also see the little repetitions... Anaïs doing things at two that I still clearly remember of Isabel. Leo bringing memories of Anaïs at his age.
As I watch them I want to remember everything... but more than that, I want to savour what is happening right now as life moves from one moment to the next. Knowing that it will not be the same again tomorrow. Enjoying the magic while getting through the challenges and opportunities too.
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At the age of two, one of my favourite things about Anaïs are her words. I simply adore how she puts together sentences to make sense of the world around her through language. She seems to dance between Spanish and English as easily as her older sister. Her comprehension is outstanding (as it has always been). Though it always makes me giggle that 'party' and 'potty' sound the same. As does 'warm' and 'worm'. A 'blanket' is called 'banket'. Whenever something happens that she is not so fond of (e.g. her shirt gets wet, or she finds a scratch on a toy), she will simply say: "no matter" (a little phrase she picked up from her older sister, and one that is often accompanied by a little shoulder shrug signifying that she is moving on)... already so aware of the things that really do not need being fussed over. Of course, she is only two and so there are times when the fuss still does happen, often when we least expect it. Or perhaps when we should be most prepared!! 

Anaïs Maria
Anaïs is a little spark, fiercely independent, and if at all possible likes to do EVERYTHING on her own. She puts on her own clothes (changing her pants at least 15 times a day... i am not joking). She is not a fan of underwear and usually takes it off as quickly as she can and simply puts on her pants (without anyone knowing about it). If there is something she has trouble reaching she is not shy to find a stool and get it herself. She easily navigates everything to do with potty time (including getting the training seat on the toilet and wiping her own bum). She positively adores getting massages and will lie still and enjoy the healing touch from anyone who offers. Her favourite food... cookies. No surprise there considering that cookie (galleta) was her first word in both languages. Quickly followed by 'gasses' (as in sunglasses). She is now at the stage where she loves to cook and bake (both in our grown up kitchen and in her pretend kitchen). Anaïs has started to play imaginary games with her sister, and this has sparked a new expression that she uses all the time. Whenever she wants to do something that we would prefer she does not (e.g. blow bubbles in the house, put cream in her hair), she looks at us quizzically and says: "For real?" Which, oddly enough, actually means 'for pretend'.
Another popular word in her vocabulary is "nervous", which she seems to apply to anything that is new or unfamiliar to her... the word along with the perfect facial and physical expressions to capture the feeling of actually being nervous or scared. It's quite impressive. Yet is seems she is just testing this one out for size, for she continues to embrace the world with little or no fear. The things that make her 'nervous' might be more influenced by her age: dogs, loud cars. Ironically, she loves to be startled... she can around the house for hours just yelling boo and then cracking herself up. Her other favourite games are playing chase (especially if there is a hide and boo aspect involved), and tickling (both receiving and giving... especially her papa's feet). She adores dancing... just turn on the music (anything) and she begins to move to the beat.
She also seems to have a self-gauge for discipline... when she does something she knows is not the right thing (like being a little too rough with her little brother), she goes to her room and lies on her bed (or listens to music on her CD player), then comes out with a hug and says 'sowee' (sorry) to the person who might have been harmed. It's quite remarkable given that we don't even actually apply 'time-outs' at home... though I do encourage quiet/reflective time when needed. She is also at the time in her life when everything (anything?) can spark a very strong reaction. We do our best to embrace her expressions of frustration, but there are certainly those moments when I just want to turn down the volume. But then I look at that sweet face and all I can do is love her and squeeze her. I guess like any parent, it is just hard for me to watch her have those strong reactions because I don't want her to be upset or feel harmed by the world around her. Oh if only it were so easy...
Whether happy or distressed, Anaïs has the most charming way of being in the world. She loves to share (sometimes on her own terms) and always makes sure to give a share of anything she has to her sister, a friend, or anyone who is near. She has a keen sense of fairness; which at times means she is outspoken about it being her turn too. She loves to play, and she loves to laugh... at the world, at herself, at everything. Anaïs is exactly who she is with no apologies... now that is a lesson to learn. She is perfect.
Ready to go out.
Isabel is a little bright light. She adores her friends and loves to play. She seems to take after my maternal grandmother in the priority she gives to her friends... both young and old. The other day we had good friends over for lunch and she said about the baby: "Daniel is still my friend, even though he is a baby. I can still play with him." Speaking of playing, she adores to pretend to go on trips, to play house/family, to go to work, to be the teacher, to perform. One of the girls favourite games is to play mama and baby: whereby Isabel is the mama and she takes care of Anaïs. It might be one of the most heartwarming exchanges to watch... to see how sweet these two can be with each other. Isabel's bed is also full of her favourite little toys and the group of them keeps on growing. Just the other day I overheard Isabel explain to Anaïs that she cannot sleep in her top bunk because there isn't enough room with all her little 'sleepytime babies'.
Isabel also adores reading, and is beginning to enjoy more and more solitary time (where she can actually sit for longer than a few moments without the company of another person). This is 'growing up' for the little girl who said she needed two toilets in her bathroom so that she and her sister can go potty together... at the same time!! This wonderful little girl loves to dance... she started ballet a few months ago and continues to move to the beat of her own drum. She has a heart of gold that makes her a fantastic big sister to both brother and sister. She never stops talking or asking questions and demands full participation from her counterparts. She seems wise and mature beyond her years, and at times I observe her in the world, or listen to her ability to integrate information, and I am amazed. Isabel has a spark that lights up a room the moment she smiles (again, something she inherited from her maternal great-grandmother). She is perfect.
Isabel Chloe
Leo is the most easy going kid I have ever met. And like his sisters at this age, he is always full of smiles.  he is a tickle bunny and giggles from deep inside his belly. He seems to adore his sisters... whether they are greeting him with hugs in the morning, performing for him, pulling off his socks, smothering him with kisses, or just being with him and around him. He loves to cuddle. He loves to eat. He is eager to move and pushes off his feet. He chews on anything he can, and nothing seems to bring him down. This little man really does not ever cry... even Isabel is amazed!!
At the moment, his favourite thing seems to be eating... he has discovered food and does not hold back. This evening at dinner he ate a bowl of avocado, followed by three (not kidding) bowls of pumpkin squash. Let's see if this give him enough sustenance to sleep cozy tonight!!
He seems to be taking in the world around him with his eyes... looking at everything with delight and absorbing it with a massive appetite. Leo can make anyone drop their defences and feel completely at ease with a mere glance and his amazing smile. He is perfect.
Leonard Maksalon
I know I am the mama, and I adore my children without boundaries or expectations... yet I cannot help it. They are each so unique, so beautiful... perfect little human beings. 

Boys & Girls

People often ask me if it is different having a boy? And I wonder, 'different from what'. Different from having a girl, of course (being that I have two girls and now a little boy). To be honest, I never really know how to answer this question (though after the number of times it's been asked you would think I could have developed a clever response). Each of my kids is unique in my eyes... in physical make-up, in personality, in their interaction with the world. Who they are, how they relate to the world, and how they relate to me seems less determined by their gender, then simply by the people they are growing into. My relationship with each one of them is marked by who they are. How I engage with them, the way we talk, the way they behave... boy or girl, they are individuals, perfect human beings.
Leo trying to eat his toes... one of his favourite games!!!
Yet this week I realized something very different about having a boy. It is something that I have always recognized, but never fully articulated. With all three of my little ones I have enjoyed 'early potty training' (which goes by many names such as elimination communication or diaper free, and has varied approaches). The premise for me has always been simply to watch the cues for when my kids need to pee/poo from a very early age. It was never a big deal,  nor did it cause any stress for me or for the child. It simply required me to be present, aware and willing to follow through when the opportunities arose: which usually entailed sitting the child on the potty or holding them over the sink or right on the toilet with me at times when I knew they needed to go to the bathroom. Of course, using cloth diapers has also been a great incentive for getting my babes on the potty early.
With Isabel I began at seven months; by ten months she stopped pooping in her diapers and would let me know when she had to go. With Anaïs I was inspired to begin much earlier; by four months she started to cue me when she needed to go poo and pee. Yet with Leo, I was resistant to begin... I imagined pee all over the bathroom mirror and had no idea how to manage dealing with taking him to the bathroom. Having learned the cues from my girls, I was able to understand very quickly when Leo needed to go. In fact, I noticed very quickly (at about two weeks) that Leo did not like to poo in his diaper. Whenever he had to go he would squirm and fuss until I removed his diaper and set him 'free'. So I would usually remove his diaper and let him relax on a changing blanket at which point he would be happy and spend half an hour pooping (seriously!!).
However, the idea of actually taking him and sitting him on a potty stumped me. Though I will admit I did not even realize my resistance until just recently. When at more than five months I finally put Leo on a  potty for the first time. Of course, as soon as he began to pee it went all over the bathroom counter (on which i had the potty resting to be able to hold Leo at my height). In my next attempt, I held Leo over the sink with his legs up... the mirror ended up getting a nice bath. The fact that Leo does go pee the moment I sit him on the diaper (or turn on some running water), and that he has now successfully had three days with no poos in his diaper (when I only began sitting him on the potty three days ago) makes me inclined to persevere. At least the potty is catching the poo, even if the pee seems to make itself far less contained. I guess I am still learning. And if someone asks if it's different having a boy, I have a clear answer... biology clearly makes it so!!!