Easter Menu 2015

One of the Easter books I read to the children was a little Arch book called He’s Risen! He’s Alive!. The very last page gave a rousing cry to put on a big, happy celebration for Easter- just as we do for Christmas. I have always felt this way- but I think it was fresh in my mind this year as we prepared and I really tried to have it be a feast day- as is our Thanksgiving and Christmas celebrations.

Special Breakfast: Donuts (more on this soon!)…we had multiple different kinds.

Dinner: We had a lovely, lovely meal this year. I would be so happy if this became our traditional meal. The roast was amazingly delicious!

Roast with oven caramelized onions; Mashed Potatoes; Spring Mix Salad with cucumber, red onion, and broccoli; Fruit Salad; and Roasted Asparagus

I completely forgot about the rolls we were supposed to make. Whoops!

Special Treats:

Home-made Coconut Creme Eggs

Home-made Peanut Butter Cups

Marshmallow treats ( a small pretzel stick placed in a large marshmallow, bottom of marshmallow dipped in melted chocolate, then placed in a mini cupcake liner to harden) I used Enjoy Life Chocolate Chips for all melted chocolate/candies.


In the children’s Love Baskets:

I share this for a good example of how to have a treat filled, dairy and nut free Easter basket… this year, I also had “no special ingredients”… everything was made with items we can purchase at our local grocery stores. This did mean that I didn’t have anything symbolizing “Lamb of God” as I usually purchase that from a special online store. It is okay.

Rice Krispy Treats, Empty Tombs (we make this with our home-made baking powder biscuit dough)… had a sweet time with Joshua making these. He had great fun rolling the large marshmallow in the melted Earth Balance and cinnamon sugar. They turned out the best ever. I know this because of how nicely they removed from their trays and because I fed some of the extras to the little girls today. Everyone else has saved theirs to eat for Monday breakfast.:) Individual packets of Lay’s Plain Potato Chips, Mike and Ike’s, pink tulips for the girls, white for the boys, a golden plastic egg with a special surprise tucked inside.

This year- I reflected a little briefly- but deeply- about buying tulips for our children, my precious ones,… when tulips were the theme and flower of our wedding- which also celebrated new life in Christ…
The tulips are a symbol of much in the baskets and also in my heart.

Ephesians 1:

3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, 4 just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we would be holy and blameless before Him. In love 5 He predestined us to adoption as sons through Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the kind intention of His will, 6 to the praise of the glory of His grace, which He freely bestowed on us in the Beloved. 7 In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His grace 8 which He lavished on us. (NASB)

( a verse from our wedding… we are two weeks away from a 16th wedding anniversary!)

This year Todd brought home Starburst Jelly Beans- so not only did some of my children get to experience donuts for the first time ever- they also got to eat Jelly Beans! Safe jelly Beans! Whoop!

Happy, happy Easter!

A Poem For Easter- George Herbert

from The Temple (1633), by George Herbert:


RIse heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing his praise
Without delayes,
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With him mayst rise:
That, as his death calcined thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and much more, just.

Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part
With all thy art.
The crosse taught all wood to resound his name,
Who bore the same.
His stretched sinews taught all strings, what key
Is best to celebrate this most high day.

Consort both heart and lute, and twist a song
Pleasant and long:
Or, since all musick is but three parts vied
And multiplied,
O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part,
And make up our defects with his sweet art.

I got me flowers to straw thy way;
I got me boughs off many a tree:
But thou wast up by break of day,
And brought’st thy sweets along with thee.

The Sunne arising in the East,
Though he give light, & th’ East perfume;
If they should offer to contest
With thy arising, they presume.

Can there be any day but this,
Though many sunnes to shine endeavour?
We count three hundred, but we misse:
There is but one, and that one ever.

Some notes: I have found George Herbert best read aloud. The rich depth inherent seems to come clear, suddenly- when spoken. Also, reading slowly over a period of time has been a blessing for us. The poem is linked at the title. There are some explanatory notes on that page regarding vocabulary. Finally, I think this is actually two poems by George Herbert- the second one beginning at “I got me flowers….” and called Easter Song.

Blessed Easter!

March Endless Gifts

March Endless Gifts

Sitting cross-legged on a sunny patch of carpet, sun warming my back…

Just weeks until  Spring, Glory! Hallelujah!

Turning the page on my calendar and admiring its beautiful art (with Todd) – its March!

Staring down the week facing my darling’s 2 year birthday… how does it come upon us so quickly each year. March always seems so far away- and then- suddenly! Its here.

For a husband who is an amazing cook. Sunday feast of seasoned boneless chicken thighs, stir-fried veggies, long grain rice, pear slices. We all love his seasoned, baked chicken thigh feast.

This new season at this new job. I am still holding my breath….posting this on April 1st- and yes, now it is full throttle and all its usual glory… but still- so thankful.

March! How I love thee- with your blustery winds, bright spring sunshine, life stirrings under dead winter, sudden snows, spring bulbs peeking..

The way they spin their plates to partake of the food portion of their choosing

Flaming sunsets out my window

Soda Bottle Lips on little boys, enjoying the rare treat out of a glass bottle for the first time and the way it made us laugh

How my darlings love love love their grandparents and how glad I am that they “know” them more now. More memories and experiences together. More time.

Mini-figure suprises!

Romans 12

The way she kisses. Her face all pressed, pressed- nose smooshed against mine. Her little face.  A quiet pause. And that’s the kiss. (E)

Their little prayers at the end of Family Bible

Being spared sickness so plans could still go forward

How a house becomes a home, little by little. And when they notice the little touches…

Boggle round our table! And best word, Trig, and no, not the math.

Her grin sitting in my Dad’s lap

Her little voice calling my Mom: ‘Ma! ‘Ma!

A messy tea- time breakthrough with a beloved son

A blustery March adventure to find a special place where we can watch the seasons, run, picnic, read, refresh

My blueberry babies… three little girls who love love love frozen wild blueberries as a snack

The giant group hug of cousins…more than I could ever ask or imagine….

His little voice, “Sammy!” “Sammy!”

A little girl…calling those she loves “my boy, my girl”…. My Grandad, My Grandad, My Friend, My Boy! Love.  Or Micah, my brother, my friend. Or… I say, “Let’s get into your chair kiddo” and she says, “I am not a kiddo- I’m a gurl (girl)!”  and finally- unrelated- but same little one and hysterical: Daddy, Daddy!- “Uncle Na is coming!” (Aunt Kay was really coming) –grin. –A

Prime Music. And finding George Winston’s Winter Into Spring there today (3/17). Perfect.

The best tip to make Yorkshire Gold Tea…and then I make it. Steam rising.

Warm, Irish Soda Bread

Sharing favorite picture books with my beloveds

A day in PA. So much crammed into one full day. So much goodness. Little nephew and nieces. Cousins celebrating. Colors, and Music, and Tea, and Fellowship. Chinese Food and the “kid” table. A “pu pu platter”…Home movies and a crazy, back road drive home. Endless Gifts.

Support and Fellowship at a Co-Op Open House…and I come home and several children make remarks about my happy mood. I am startled. I didn’t even notice. Will we participate there? My, I don’t know. But it was nice not to feel alone after a day somewhat frenetically researching homeschooling high school biology options.

How I wanted one more snow… a good, white covering blanket. One more day to snuggle round the fire and feel all tucked in. And it snowed. On the First Day of Spring. But I struggled to enjoy it as that day whirled round in concerns and uncertainty… but still. It snowed and two oldest sons built a snow man in the front yard in one last celebration.

Tea pot whistling

Darkness cupping me in quiet

How we share a laugh together… and I am glad, glad, glad to be a part of the people they are becoming.

Her hair, all bouquet of curls, after her bath