Archive for November, 2009

30
Nov

Bedtime test

   Posted by: Tamra    in parenting

Shortly after 8 p.m. last night, Robb and I were talking on the couch while the children played and washed dishes.  We were both very sleepy and dreading the thought of getting everyone ready for bed and quieted down.  It always seemed to be a lengthy process, no matter how we did it.

“I wonder what they would do if we just went to bed right now?” I wondered aloud.  “Let’s try it and see!” was Robb’s immediate response.

So, we both simply said good-night to all the kids, with no further comment or instruction, got into bed…

…then listened to see what they would do.

Cruiz immediately stopped playing and tearfully said, “I guess we can’t play anymore!”  Carmen, on the other hand, gleefully said, “I don’t have to lay down yet!”

We could hear Chase and Skylar finishing up with the kitchen work, then discussing what they should do.  We heard Sky say something about not having to go to bed, while Chase said that everyone should clean up then go to sleep.

Over the next half hour, we listened in amazement as they got their pajamas on, ate their vitamins, helped Spence go potty, and climbed into bed.

There was quite a bit of talking and giggling, with some whiny crying now and then.

The last thing I heard was Carmen tearfully saying her eyeball had fallen out and she couldn’t find it, much to the amusement of everyone else.

Then, silence.  Blessed silence.

Why didn’t we think of this sooner?

Originally published December 2007

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24
Nov

Births and Thanksgiving dinner

   Posted by: Tamra    in health

A couple years ago, I published a natural childbirth article with a funny twist on Thanksgiving dinner.  I am reposting it below.  (I could no longer find a valid link to the original article.)

by Carolyn Keefe 
from Citizens for Midwifery News, Fall/Winter 2004

Thanksgiving is coming up, and I thought this would be a great opportunity to think about the normality of birth. We often say that birth is a normal physiological process, but its hard for most people to understand what that means. Comparisons to other normal physiological functions are valuable. Although some others more closely resemble birth, eating will work to illustrate how a normal function can be spoiled by over-zealous attempts to control it.

Of course, birth is a far more profound and rare experience. Also, in both cases, sometimes some people need help — when eating people can choke, have allergic reactions, have digestive disorders, and even need to bypass the whole process. But in both cases, most of the time, our bodies can perform the function more or less as designed.
Let’s imagine, then, consuming our Thanksgiving dinner under the same circumstances that most women in the US give birth:

Welcome to our humble establishment. We hope you enjoy sharing your special Thanksgiving Dinner with us. Well do our best to make your dinner a unique and memorable experience.

Our highly trained professional staff is among the best in business and will work to ensure your comfort, privacy, and safety while dining in our establishment, a state of the art facility. The home-like ambiance will help you relax, and you’ll appreciate the comfort of knowing that the operating room is right down the hall, should the need arise.

• First, you make the decision to leave home and go out to the “best” restaurant in town with the “best” chefs. This means leaving behind your children and most of your family, but you agree anyway.

• When you make your reservations, you are informed that consuming the meal will very likely be dangerous and difficult, so a surgeon will be supervising in case it becomes necessary to insert a tube.

• The restaurant insists that you arrive before Thanksgiving and get started on the meal early, so as not to miss the holiday.

• You are encouraged to change into appropriate clothes for eating, though they may be uncomfortable and make you feel self conscious.

• Before you can sit down to eat, you’re hooked up to an IV and wires to monitor your progress with swallowing and digestion, just in case emergency surgery is needed.

• As you eat, various medical personnel hover, looking in your mouth periodically — sometimes in mid-chew — to make sure you’re progressing well.

• At the first sign of displeasure or difficulty, you’re offered seasonings to mask the flavor and the meal is pureed to make it easier to swallow.

• If you aren’t eating quickly enough, the surgeon comes in to give you something to improve your appetite and tells you that the tube will need to be inserted if you don’t finish soon.

• When the moment you’ve been waiting for finally comes, the surgeon performs a procedure to expedite the process.

• When the meal is all over, everyone tells you that are lucky to have finished it alive, with your entire family intact. After all, such unpleasantness is the price we pay for eating safely.

• Even if you are able to complete the meal under these circumstances, any complaints you might have are dismissed as ingratitude. You learn to not discuss it and accept that you will be expected to undergo exactly the same experience for each Thanksgiving dinner.

Of course, birthing women are in a far more heightened state of awareness. They are extremely vulnerable to stimuli, which can have a profound effect on their ability to function well under such circumstances and on their perceptions of the experience later.
If the meal described above seems unpleasant, imagine how difficult giving birth under such circumstances must be. That so many women do it successfully with a minimum of negative effects is remarkable. Then again, many do not. Small wonder.

Happy Thanksgiving and Bon Appétit!

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23
Nov

Answering Your Questions ~ 12

   Posted by: Tamra    in Answering your questions

Best part of having six kids, and worst part about having 6 kids.

The best part is the attention.  The worst part… is the attention.

If we go anywhere with all of the kids, there is a plethora of responses.  Sometimes it leads to some fantastic conversations, with people expressing their appreciation, encouragement and admiration.  They tell us about their own family or another large family they know, or how much they love children.  Sometimes we end up talking quite a while about things such as babies, school or culture.

I love it.

Other times, you can feel the disdaining stares.  People have actually moved to a table further away from us when they saw us coming.  We’ve had restaurant hostesses and waitresses audibly sigh since they’re so put out with having to seat or wait on us.  I have to admit I then feel quite smug when somebody within their hearing distance compliments our children’s behavior.

You can’t really blame them, I know.  Most kids are pretty bratty and shouldn’t be taken out in public.  I feel sorry for the kids and it’s really their parents who could use a good smack to the side of their head.  But that’s another post for another time.

Then you get the comedians who think their tactless one-liners are actually unique.  (You know what causes that, don’t you?! Hardy har har.) You’re forced to endure their disparaging remarks mistaken for hilarity, trying to smile enough to be polite but not too much to actually encourage further oh-so-hysterical insults.

It’s the one time I don’t mind if the toddler shoots off a well-aimed handful of soggy snack.

Got a question for us?  Email it to tamra dot klaty at grandscapes dot com, or leave it in the comments.

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18
Nov

All snuggled up…

   Posted by: Tamra    in Random

…with a semi truck.

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17
Nov

Homemade donut holes

   Posted by: Tamra    in Family Night

It’s been a long time since I posted anything about family nights. Here are some pictures of an evening we made donut whole together as a family. It was quite the assembly line! And Callahan was eating them as fast as we could finish them.

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16
Nov

Autumn party

   Posted by: Tamra    in Decorating, Homemaking

We had a party here recently, a benefit for the Flint Cultural Center.

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By the way, I think there’s a difference between gatherings like this (entertaining) and regular hospitality.

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11
Nov

I’d bet they’re Christians

   Posted by: Tamra    in Spiritual

  • According to Wikipedia, the acceptable tip amount in the U.S. is between 15% to 20%.
  • Diners on Sunday afternoons tend to give the lowest tip amounts. (less than 10%)
  • Smokers tend to “over” tip. (at or above 30%)
  • The amount of the tip decreases in proportion to the increased number of total diners in a party.

I found this rather disturbing, as it certainly backs up the claim many in the restaurant industry have that Sunday churchgoers are miserly.

Is that an unfair claim?

The above last point could be a factor in low Sunday tipping, as most diners at that time are entire families or even groups of families.  But does that justify low tipping, especially for a Christian?

Proverbs 11:24
There is one who scatters, yet increases more; And there is one who withholds more than is right, But it leads to poverty.

Proverbs 11:25
The generous soul will be made rich, And he who waters will also be watered himself.

Proverbs 22:9
He who has a generous eye will be blessed, For he gives of his bread to the poor.

Isaiah 32:8
But a generous man devises generous things, And by generosity he shall stand.

While it certainly could be said that Sunday afternoon diners aren’t necessarily Christians, it doesn’t change the fact that restaurant servers generally have a poor view of the church-going crowd, whether deserved or not.

Regardless of it’s accuracy, how do we go about changing this perception?

There is something to be said for generous tipping of waitstaff (and all service!) every day but especially on Sundays.

It’s such a simple thing, yet can you imagine a time when everyone in the restaurant industry held the opinion that Sunday afternoons are the best time to serve tables?  Just as the current general low tips of the Sunday crowd have been attributed to church goers, so would the abundant tips be attributed them.

Isn’t having a giving, generous spirit just one way to be a light in this world?

What a testimony that would be to our generous Saviour, if when a waiter noticed a tip of 30% or above they thought to themselves…

“I’d bet they’re Christians”.

Originally published February 2008

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10
Nov

Spence and Carmen

   Posted by: Tamra    in Children's conversations

Chase was away from home a couple nights one week.  Spence (4) missed him, and didn’t want to sleep alone so he crawled into bed with Carmen (6).  Those of you who don’t know Carmen, well, she is our… active, mischievous child. *ahem*

In the morning she greeted me with this:

“Mom, did you know Spence slept with me the whooole night?!”

I replied that, yes, I did know that.

She continued, “So cute! And he settled right down and was really calm!”

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9
Nov

Neighborhoods

   Posted by: Tamra    in Outside the box

Every neighborhood has its own personality.

Although neighborhoods are comprised of many different families, each possessing their own makeup, they all blend together to form a certain community temperament.

We have lived in several neighborhoods throughout our married life.  The first was a typical mid-income level subdivision, where all the houses looked the same.  “New” was the name of the game, from baby trees lining the streets to delivery trucks unloading pristine furniture.  Manicured lawns and stunted plants, struggling to grow in lifeless clay, adorned yards that were never enjoyed.   The neighborhood shrieked conformity.

The second area we lived in was off a dirt road in the outskirts of town.  Most houses were a respectable twenty years old and sat on five acres or more.  Vegetable gardens and John Deere tractors were what drew coveting looks from a neighbor.  People there tended to live at a slower pace, enjoying the simpler things and feeling quite smug they were at least a bit removed from the hustle and bustle.

Moving back to a subdivided neighborhood was a bit of a shock after enjoying the previous freedom.  This was an older, established neighborhood, giving it more of a relaxed air, as if it’s time of having to prove itself was past.  However, conformity still breathed heavy on each residence.  It wasn’t manifested so much in an outward manner (besides the latest SUV parked in each driveway) as it was exhibited in the expectations of the residents - you had to walk the walk and talk the talk.  We stuck out like sore thumbs.

Skipping ahead, we spent a year in a lakeside home.  The area there was rich with family history, giving a sense of deeper meaning.  It seemed as if everyone knew everything about everyone, and those who insisted on too much privacy were scoffed at as being unfriendly.  Neighbors loved to recollect stories, from humorous to shocking, of other people living in that locale, past and present.   Love it or hate it, this all culminated in a close-knit community, full of generous people who were eager to lend a hand.

Now home is a stately house in a historic Flint neighborhood.  Like the lakeside home, this area is rich in history as well, with homeowners reveling in the nostalgia of bygone days.  The eccentric feel at ease, and the varying house styles of each estate are as individual as their owners.  The word “proud” comes to mind, which may lead a person to think of close-fisted stinginess. But in actuality, there is an astonishing level of generosity and friendliness, more than we’ve experienced in any other neighborhood.

We appreciate the beauty and background of this neighborhood, and love making our home here.

With that being said, it is here that we have felt most keenly the lines between class, social position and race.  We sadly see that prejudice is alive and well, letters behind a name are often given more weight than perhaps they should be, and deference to unwritten expectations often preferred over actual ingenuity and thinking outside the box.

Are we wrong?  Time will tell, and we are planning on sticking around for a while!

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4
Nov

Spence and Carmen

   Posted by: Tamra    in Children's conversations

Spence entered the kitchen where I was fixing supper.

Mom, am I cute?” he asked in all seriousness.

Yes!” I answered as Carmen joined us.  “You’re adorable!”

Spence turned around to Carmen and exclaimed, “See?!”

Carmen, not bothering to retaliate further, just shrugged with a smirk.

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