I have been on an extended run of diaper duty: SEVEN YEARS (!!) with no end in sight! Four kids under 7, means A LOT of diapers and A LOT of, ahem…smells. I know I am not the only homemaking mama that has tried it all to make sure that when welcoming guests into her home, they are not immediately tipped off to the fact that my day is full of diaper duty. Because, let’s be real:
It took me almost 5 full years of diaper duty to discover the real-deal solutions to the diaper stink problem in my home, and I know you are going to want to know this, too!
We currently have two little ones in diapers. Ugh… and I have been working on this problem since long before we had our second baby. We discovered some things along the way that helped; but I solved the entire diaper stink problem.
First: You are Doing it Wrong!!
I was, too! Don’t worry, you can fix it! Here are the common STINK situation problems and how to remedy them. Continue Reading
Our girls have been in Awana this year and have absolutely loved it. W is a Cubbie, learning short Bible verses every week with the help of a rockstar leader. And G is a Spark, having a blast each week, playing games and learning about Jesus! All the leaders for the Awana program we go to demonstrate a dedication and love for these kids and the Lord every week. We are so thankful for them!
We were working on making some holiday gifts in the kitchen the other day and I had a flash of inspiration. We made the most amazing Christmas “Candy” and I was thinking about who we could give it to. (If I don’t give it away, I will eat it all!) And I had a sudden inspiration for a super simple Awana leader thank you gift. Continue Reading
I am in danger every day of getting sucked into a vortex which succeeds in pulling me under and releases me hours later, numb and feeling less-than accomplished. This vortex has a couple of entry points: my laptop and my cell phone. And if I am not careful, I can ruin what could have been a productive day in my home (and in my business, this blog) simply by turning on the portal to this vortex: Facebook. Please, tell me I am not the only one! I know I can’t be!
Well I have decided I am taking back my time and my productivity from this fiendish Facebook! And I have a number of simple things I do to make myself more productive on Facebook in less time! Since I have a strong feeling I am not alone in the Facebook trap, I thought I would share with you how to be more productive on Facebook.
My name is Leah and I write about meaningful homemaking without fussiness at Simple.Home.Blessings. And I am NOT an expert on Facebook, but I have learned a lot about it because of my business. These tips are for those who consider themselves experts on Facebook and for those who haven’t quite figured it out yet. They are simple step-by-step strategies to get a hold of your time on Facebook.
We have a favorite summertime breakfast. It involves yogurt and assorted berries of serious awesomeness. It is a magnet for kids and adults alike. And it is perfect for summer because it is so stinkin’ hot outside. But we live in the desert and the summer tends to stretch into what would normally be called fall. This seriously shortens my pumpkin-treat-eating season – which is a problem.
I was dreaming about fall the other day when the temperature outside was hitting upwards of 115 degrees. And I started to imagine all the pumpkin goodness I would be making this fall, when the temperatures dropped somewhere in the 80s. Continue Reading
Somewhere in the past year, my 5-year-old girl has become obsessed, OB-sessed, with meatballs. She can’t get enough. When we go to the pizza place we love, she wants meatballs on her pizza. She requests spaghetti and meatballs quite regularly. And when I made our most recent batch of meatballs to fill the freezer for this fall, I had to give her some for lunch before freezing the rest.
But not everyone in our family is as mad about spaghetti and meatballs as she is. Specifically, my husband. Not because he doesn’t like meatballs. He doesn’t like pasta. I KNOW! Something that, try as I might, I cannot remedy – yes, it is an illness.
Combining the need to get dinner on the table with the many-varied desires of my family, while trying to get through the day around here can be super-difficult some days. Often I start to dread the moment when my husband asks, late-afternoon, “What’s for dinner?” Ugh.
“Um…I don’t know.”
Instead of relying on the old standby of drive thru or convenience meals this season, I am working on filling my freezer with things I can quickly prepare in the early morning (slow-cooker) or afternoon (after-school) that will make everybody happy. Or, at least most of us happy.
So, I found myself the other day taking 4.5 pounds of ground beef and making a serious amount of meatballs. I got the ground beef on sale at our new Aldi store – I am so impressed with how much a homemaker can get there on a budget! But before I got started on making those meatballs, I made sure I had some unique meatball recipes in mind to try this fall. Continue Reading
I recently went to a homeschool event – a sort of training. It was my FIRST experience with anything homeschool.
I have known a number of homeschooling families throughout my life. I have gone through the phases of thinking it is the weirdest thing ever (my junior high self), to thinking it seems like a pretty good idea. My thoughts on homeschool have run the gamut and have settled on this:
We are going to do it. And I am excited. Then nervous…and excited…and nervous.
I have shared these thoughts here before. Aren’t they deep?
Anyway, back to the homeschool event. I saw it ALL there. And I talked to all kinds of moms preparing to teach their children at home this year. There was a tiger-mom. There were the overwhelmed moms. I heard a powerful testimony from a mom to a boy likely “on the spectrum.” I heard from mother’s of 6, 8, 10(!) kids who homeschool.
Prompted by questions, these women would begin to share the practicalities of their homeschool days. To a woman, each had a book they recommended for this homeschooling journey. I began to make a list. Continue Reading