recipe: chocolate chip & dried-up grape cookies

Since moving out here, I have gotten into the habit of baking something with Remy usually every second day. After waking up and tackling the leftover dishes, we generally find a recipe to bake before heading out for our morning walk. Remy always requests it and I find that it is such a learning and bonding moment with your child. Aside from licking the bowl, I never remember baking with my own mum. If we did, then I wish that I still had those memories!

This particular morning I had set out to make basic chocolate chip cookies. However, I only had 1 cup of chocolate chips (you needed 2), and so I improvised by adding raisins. Or “dried-up grapes” as Remy called them. Since I already wasn’t following the recipe, I decided to cut the all-purpose flour with pastry flour that I had laying around. I wanted to see how it would alter the cookies. I also reduced the number of eggs and added a bit of canola oil. I’m not an experienced enough baker to see exactly what those changes did, but the cookies turned out really “yummy” so I just thought that I would copy down the recipe verbatim!

This is a departure from my regular vegan recipes. Let me know if you try it, and any other changes you might have!

Chocolate Chip & Dried-Up Grape Cookies

Ingredients:

3/4 cup granulated sugar
3/4 cup brown sugar
1 cup butter
1 egg
1 tsp vanilla extract
1/4 cup canola oil
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 cup cake and pastry flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 cup raisins
1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips

Steps:

1. Preheat oven to 375°F. In a large bowl, cream together the butter and sugar. Then add the egg, vanilla, and canola oil. Stir in the flour, baking soda, and salt. Mix well. Lastly, add the raisins and chocolate chips.

2. Using a tablespooon, grab a spoonful of cookie dough and place in the palm of your hand. Roll into a ball, and drop onto an ungreased pan. Bake for 8 minutes for softer cookies, and 10 for crispier ones.

Emory

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six months old

Our sweet Wilder is 6 months old (and 5 days).

Over this last month he has:

– rolled from front to back and back to front and all over and everything in between
– said dada
– taken a bottle of breastmilk
– started solids, including applesauce, peas, rice cereal, and apple loaf that Grandma snuck him

He loves to sit up on his own and watch Remy do anything really. He still loves his baths, and doesn’t like being awake in his car seat. He also sits up in the stroller seat now.

I can’t believe how time is flying by! He is still the sweetest thing that I have ever laid my eyes on.

Half a year spent knowing Wilder, and half more to go before he is one year old. I’m not ready.

Have a lovely week!

Emory

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wilder’s baptism

Two Sundays ago, Wilder was baptized into the Roman Catholic church.

We spent the morning getting ready at home. I set out the food that I had spent weeks preparing. I made an appetizer tray, bread, macaroni salad for the adults, slow cooker mac and cheese for the kids, banana bread, cookies, and strawberry crumb muffins (TBA).

Remy and I had also created origami crosses the day before. After she painted them, I hung them on the wall.

The decorations- which included a tablecloth, dinner plates, utensils, religious garland, and cups- were all purchased from Party City in Saskatoon, SK. I did what I could to show our faith and love for our son!

We drove into the city and met my husband’s family for mass. Afterwards, my sister and her family and my step-dad showed up. I fed and changed Wilder into his outfit, and he, along with nine other babies, were baptized. It only took 30 minutes!

The baptism went very quickly and very smoothly as well. We had a reading a few words from our kind and humorous priest. Wilder was entertained by everything around him. He got oil on his chest and the most beautiful smelling oil on his head. He didn’t cry. Remy was her usual bratty self and hopped around entertaining everyone. She even tried blowing out the baptismal candles as they were being lit and made everyone crack up.

Geoff’s parents served as Wilder’s godparents. Afterwards, we were given a candle, certificate, and scarf. Then we left and everyone came out to our new home on our acreage. We had an early supper and the kids ran around inside and outside. It was just a lovely, lovely day. Most importantly, Wilder is now a child of God. Alleluia! Alleluia!

Emory

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five months old

Wilder is now five months old! This last month was one of much growth and change.

He has now found his voice. He squeals when he is happy, and yells at us when he doesn’t like something (usually being in one position for too long). He is also starting to imitate our sounds.

He is the picture of literal joy when he hears or sees Remy. He likes to sit or stand. He now wiggles out of everything if he is not strapped in. He is much more energetic than before. We have started to call him Bamm-Bamm because he is so lively with his arms.

Wilder is on the tail end of his first sleep regression, just in time for the beginning stages of teething. I remember this phase well with Remy. It threw me for a loop with her, but I feel like it’s not really a big deal with the second child. Maybe because I know what to expect?

He is still not into books and music like she was at this age. He much rather prefers to just contently watch us all. He is so good!

Only one more month until Wilder begins solids. Time, where have you gone?

Emory

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our 1st month on the acreage

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart
And lean not on your own understanding;
In all your ways submit to him,
And he will make your paths straight.”
Proverbs 3:5-6

Welcome April. It has been one month since we moved into our new home, and almost every alarm bell has gone off. Literally, not figuratively. 

Early in the evening on the first day of moving, my husband called me on his last trip to the house. He was driving on the highway and he said that something was seriously wrong with his truck. His dashboard was lit up and his truck kept dying. He said that I was probably going to have to bring the kids and rescue him. It turns out that he blew the engine pulling too heavy of a load. Thankfully, he did end up making it to the house. After he unloaded everything, we went and picked him up late that night.

On the second night in our home, we woke up to a “beep beep beep beep.” Our fire alarm was going off in the hallway between our bedrooms. Geoffrey jumped out of bed and ran downstairs to get the step stool. He determined that it was just a faulty battery, and went to remove it from the ceiling. Suddenly we hear “fire! fire!” coming from the alarm. Geoff took it down and shut it off, but both of us were rattled. We have woken up in the middle of the night to a house fire in the past, and it had brought back those memories for me. I didn’t sleep for the rest the night.

We were scheduled to get our water delivered the next day. The truck came that afternoon as I was putting the kids down for a nap. Geoffrey went down into the basement to keep an eye on our water tank as it was getting filled. All of a sudden, I hear “BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.” It went on and on for a few minutes until it finally stopped. Apparently, the delivery guy couldn’t tell when to stop filling the tank, and it nearly overflowed. Geoff had to grab the stool once again and unplug the alarm on the ceiling in order to silence it. At that point, I had hoped that we heard the last of alarms going off. I was wrong.

We hired a plumber to come out and take a look at our furnace and water on demand system. He showed up the following day. The furnace was making a loud squealing noise to which the plumber ended up fixing. However, he had no idea how to get our in floor heating or our hot water to turn on. He ended up leaving without solving the problem. Fast-forward to the end of the day, I had tracked down the serviceman who had originally installed everything. It turns out that our water on demand system was corroded and discontinued. So we went without hot water and heat in the basement until the end of the week when he returned with a new hot water heater. This meant that yet more money was spent, but at least we could now bathe, wash dishes, and wash our clothes.

Moving upstairs, so far the fridge and stove seemed to work just fine. Geoffrey told me to hold off on using the dishwasher because he was quite literally frightened at this point about something else breaking down. It turns out that he had reason to be. We finally tried running it after about two weeks. It worked for a few minutes then suddenly stopped and filled with smoke. If the dishwasher had an alarm, I’m sure that it would have gone off. After pulling it out and taking it apart, Geoff found the root of the problem. He fixed it that evening, put it back together, and it has worked fine ever since. Thankfully we did not have to buy a new one!

Nearer the end of the month, my brother and his family came to visit us. The day of their first trip out to see our home was the most chaotic. Geoffrey was gone and so it was up to me to host and feed them that morning, then head into town for immunizations that afternoon, come back, put the kids down for a nap, and go back into town that evening for a baptism prep course. The day was long and I was so exhausted by the end of it. Upon returning home after 8 pm with two tired children, I heard an alarm going off in the house. I quickly ran inside and left Remy and Wilder in the doorway. I threw open the basement door and our cat and dog ran out, terrified. Descending the steps, I thought that it was a fire alarm and our home was going to burn down. I went into the mechanical room, and after not seeing a fire, dismantled the fire alarm to stop the noise. The beeping was insanely loud, and was still going. Panicking, I looked around the room until I thought I heard where it was coming from. I hit the silence button and finally there was peace at last.

Worried, but too exhausted to investigate, I texted my husband (who was on a train and wouldn’t see it until the following morning) that another alarm was going off. The next day we discovered that it was for our septic tank. A very long story short, we were able to get someone to come out, unfreeze our septic tank, explain everything to Geoff for a few hours, and remedy the problem. Yet, this was not the end.

I had reached my breaking point last week upon getting a letter in the mail from Information Services Corporation. Having never in my life missed a mortgage or bill payment before, it stated that we had a tax lien on the home that we had just moved from. I quickly Googled what that meant, and nearly lost it. I became so ill. Given that it was a Sunday evening, I couldn’t call anyone until the following morning. (It turns out that it was due to our water lines getting replaced the previous year, and us going on a long-term repayment plan. Everything turned out to be fine in the end.) Laying in bed that night, I pulled up the internet on my phone and saw that Remy had typed a bunch of random letters into YouTube. Worried, I scrolled through the videos to make sure that she hadn’t seen anything bad. The last video on that page was titled “Trust God First.” Curious, and very unlike what I would normally do, I clicked on it. 

I didn’t get very far into the video before I broke down. I just started crying. Up until then (and much like after my miscarriage), I had felt like God was punishing me for some unknown reason. Was I wrong in wanting a quieter and better life for my children? Did I do something in my past that I needed to be chastised for? But then I realized that no, God was permitting these things to happen in order to test me. To test us. He is allowing them to happen, just as He will be beside me every step of the way. Much like it took us five years and having faith in Him to find this acreage, I need to have patience and cast my worries aside. That will be difficult, given that it is my nature to rush through life and worry about EVERYTHING. Yet, I want to fully start trusting in the Lord. From now on, each time I start to feel anxious about something, I will remind myself that it is His will. I will get through it when I am supposed to, and He will help me.

Here’s hoping and praying that our second month goes much smoother than our first. Thanks for following along, friends! Have a beautiful week.

Emory

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