Wednesday, May 18, 2011

M is for...Mothers!

M is for...mothers!

These are my kids:
I love them more than anything. They are my world.

Even when they don’t want me to kiss them…
I have learned over the years that one can never fully appreciate their mother until they become a parent themselves.

This is my mom:
There are millions of reasons why she is special. Great moms are hard to come by. It took me a long time to realize that.

Growing up, I gave my mom quite a few reasons to leave me on the side of the road. But she always tried to steer my sisters and I right and never gave up on us.

My mom is patient, and kind…and I thank God I share a wonderful bond with her. She has truly made me into the mother and person I am today.
I have four very important women in my life. My mom and my 3 sisters (who are also moms).


I was thinking the other day about all of the things I was teaching my own kids. I often wonder what kind of parents they would be. I started a list of the things my mom taught me...it ended up being quite the list.
My sisters have also taught me lots…and I am lucky to have had them as role models. I hope they know how much they have influenced me. I feel blessed to have them in my life.

Here are some of the things I learned from my mom:

*Saturday is housecleaning day…did you know that Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wynette magically start playing on the record player…right sisters?!
*My mom used to always say that the “dorky boy in high school will make the best husband.” She was right. Sorry, Ben. Sometimes, the truth hurts.
*It’s true…socks do really disappear in the dryer.
*The best cure for a thief-in-training is to march her back into the store and make her apologize to the cashier and hand the candy back. (Humiliation is a good teacher.)
*There is a fine line between tasteful and inappropriate cleavage (Cleavage? What cleavage?...could have passed some of that on).
*Sometimes, you’ve got to kick your kid out of the nest. I was the one who was terrified of change. (Was? Ah, heck. I still am!) However, she also makes it clear that I can always come home.
*Drink lots of fluids when you are sick.
*“The head is the first place that looses heat…wear a hat for gosh sakes.”
*That even though women are completely capable, it’s perfectly fine to hire a man to tile a floor or paint a wall.
*All about unconditional love.
*If you need your mom, she’s there…day or night.
*You might look funny in winter boots…but your feet will be warm and dry.
*Don’t clean the kitchen with the bathroom sponge. Oops…
*Your mother is always right.
*She taught me religion. “You better pray that comes out of the carpet.” I think I just uttered that phrase today.
*My mom taught me logic. “Because I said so. That’s why.” HEHEHE…I use this one lots, too.
*Always be polite.
*She taught me foresight. “Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
*And also about behavior modification. “Stop acting like your father!”
*She taught me justice, too. “One day you will have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you.”
I could go on and on.

My sisters…

I have to say that the relationship that I have with my sisters is special. We love each other unconditionally. We may have arguments and fight, but we are sisters no matter what. Here are a few things that they have taught me.

*Laugh. No matter what has happened, find a way to laugh about it because in the grand scheme of life, it really doesn’t matter.
*You are never going to have enough money to have children. Money isn’t what’s important anyways. Heck…Kim is living proof that kids can survive off of ramen noodles (love you, Kimmy)!
*If your kids want to eat cereal for every meal…let them. They won’t do it forever.
*If your kids want to sleep in your bed now, let them. They are only little once.
*Don’t stress about potty training. They will get it on their own time.
*Every child is different…
*Finding a good deal on a great article of clothing is reason to celebrate.
*The adventures you have with your children are far more important than the stuff that you buy them.
*Sometimes, “Three Little Fishes” is meant to be sung only to small children who have not developed a sense of tone.
*Kids do heal…don’t stress.
*If you aren’t the best cook, you better marry someone who is.
*Age, race and religion…all of that stuff doesn’t matter.


Kim, Jamie and Justin

Kathy, Ryan and Emily

Kris, Jordan, Adam and Aaron

Thank you to my 4 beautiful role models…I love all of you. More than you will ever know.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

L is for...Leaving!

Thanks to my friend Emily, I was blessed with a job right out of college. I never thought that this job would become my life for 6 years. Here are a few facts. Did you know that The United States has the highest rates of teen pregnancy and births in the western industrialized world? Teen pregnancy costs the United States at least $7 billion annually.

Thirty-four percent of young women become pregnant at least once before they reach the age of 20. That comes out to about 820,000 a year. Eight in ten of these teen pregnancies are unintended and 79 percent are to unmarried teens.

It was my job to teach these teens.

Now that my time is over at Carlton County Young Parents, and I am moving on to continue my journey, there are a few things I would like to say.


Dear Young Parents,

Six years ago, I walked into a classroom. I myself was pregnant and unmarried...and I had so much to learn. I cannot think of a better place to have had my first teaching experience.

Starting out, I was the child educator. I came in with crafts, did circle time and kept your children entertained while all of you went off and participated in parent time.

After a few years, I took over as the parent educator, co-teaching with Cindy. I was always amazed how much all of you wanted to be a part of class, how much you wanted to learn, and how much all of you truly love your children.

I learned lots from all of you. I laughed lots with you...and I cried a lot with you. All of you have truly touched me. I will forever be thankful. In the time I was there, I went through countless births, breakups, deaths, graduations, baby firsts...the list goes on and on.

I cannot thank you enough for what you have shown me. I know now that it doesn't matter how old you are when you have a child. What matters is how you choose to make your life turn out in the end.

I pray that all of you go places, do wonderful things and live lives full of love and happiness.

Please remember what I am about to tell you, as I learned it from all of you. Love your babies and appreciate this phase of life when you are surrounded by little ones. Share little things that your children have said or done. Laugh at the days that go horribly wrong. Encourage the joy over their little successes and be the driving force in togetherness and fun in my your family. The role that you play may seem a little menial at times but it is your greatest work. It is sacred and what this life is really all about. Tell them all of the things they are doing right, especially when they feel discouraged.

I hope that I have taught all of you to see your children in the best light. Love your life day after day. Most of the happiness you will find will be because of the beautiful children that you hold.

Love,
Karla

Our cake
Emily...who is also moving on.
Some of the parents, with the breastfeeding ladies and Cindy
The "guys" with Josh
3 of the pregnant moms! I am coming back to meet all of your little bundles!
Yes, I get paid to hold babies!
Playing in the gym
The many faces of Young Parents...

K is for...Kiss the Cook...okay maybe not!

K is for…Kiss the Cook…okay maybe not!

I have a bad addiction to baking. I have to try new things almost on a daily basis. With my rockin’ mixer and cute aprons, how can I resist!?

My Grandma Olson was an amazing baker. She used to make these things called horn rolls that I loved! For some reason, I remember having them with ham. I don’t like ham…so maybe I just ate the rolls to avoid having to eat the ham. Either way, they were amazing! She also used to make popcorn cake with spice drops in it! Oh man…that I can remember picking the spice drops out and eating the pieces of popcorn cake that had the most sugar substance on them. And *Yummy Pie*…as my dad would say “make a rabbit chase a bear through the woods to get a bite.” Oh oh oh…and divinity. What is better than a lump of pure sugar that dissolves in your mouth!?

Okay. So you get the point. My Grandma was amazing! About a year ago I became very interested in her recipes. I was fortunate enough to be given a recipe book that my Grandma’s side of the family put together. It’s called “Legacy from the Hearth – Recipes and Remembrances.” Nancy Glland Osterlund (my Grandma’s niece) sent me a copy and I have happily been baking since! As Nancy puts it in her remembrance section “the pulse of the house was the kitchen.” Hey, I hear the dandelion wine that Great Grandma Gylland made was good…you have that recipe!?

My grandma passed away in 1998. I wish that I could go back in time and learn more from her. Not just baking…but really spend time with a woman that I could have learned so much from.

One of my favorite recipes is banana bread – I leave out the crunch. Don’t like it.

So here it is…right out of the book. Minus the crunch, which if you like chopped nuts, add ½ cup!

Banana Bread
2 large bananas

1 cup sugar

2 eggs
3 tablespoons milk


2 cups sifted flour
½ teaspoon salt
1 ½ teaspoons baking powder
½ teaspoon soda


½ cup melted butter

1 teaspoon vanilla

Combine mashed bananas (about a cup) sugar and eggs. Beat together until light. Stir in milk. Sift dry ingredients together and add to mixture. Mix thoroughly. Stir in melted butter, vanilla and the optional chopped nuts. Grease and flour a 9 ½ x 5 ½ inch loaf pan. Pour into prepared loaf pan.

Bake at 350 for one hour or until it tests done. Let it cool for 15 to 20 minutes before removing from the pan.


I also make the apple bread recipe…good thing we have some amazing apple trees in our yard! Mmmm…and the *Aunt Frances Favorite Custard Pie*…yum! I think I better stop talking about food...maybe just go and make some!

But in all seriousness…I miss her. And I wish I would have taken advantage of what she knew. I am grateful to have been given this recipe book so that I can bake and cook like she did!

Thanks again, Nancy! I love my cookbook!

J is for...Just A Little Simple Math!

J is for…Just a little simple math!

What do you get when you add these three things?


Marshmallows…placed perfectly…ready for the heat!



Yummy Hershey’s chocolate…



And homemade graham crackers…yes, I made them!

Give up?

Three happy kids…




Oh…and a happy husband, too!


I told Ben he could take a picture of my butt…cuz that is right where these are headed!


Wednesday, May 4, 2011

I is for...ISH!!

I love my kids. More than anything. However, I do not love the mess that they often create. I have been trying lately to give in a little bit and let go of some of those control issues! :) It's been hard...but after all, kids learn from making messes and playing!



When we decorated Easter eggs, I decided that Carson could have a Peep. Yes...I gave in and gave my 10 month old child a hunk of sugar. He thought it was quite delicious...as you can tell by the following photos...I thought...it was...well... ISH!

The poor unsuspecting Peep...

Pure sugar...


Hmmmm...

Well, maybe...

It is heavenly for someone living off of veggies, fruit and formula!


Yup...still good!!

Mmmmm...

The poor Peep never stood a chance...