Mano

It's Manochehr's birthday today, in Canada, and though he doesn't enjoy getting older, he does enjoy being loved and fussed over a little:)) I decked him out in a new suit for church, as my gift. Lucky us; he made Okra Khoresht for dinner, and instead of cake, which he doesn't have any great love for, I made home-made cream puffs, something he actually does have a great love for. When we go to Iran, he always chooses a cream puff from the bakery over everything else. It turns out that they are a snap to make, and here is the proof:

Christmas Concert 2012

For Christmas this year, the Eaton's gave us a Christmas concert; the likes of which I was barely able to get through without crying all the way through. Crying for how they've grown, so accomplished, and  for how they won't be the way they were that very day, again. Crying for Jane's beautiful voice and for her impeccable timing at the cello, for Charlie's earnestness showing in the line of his shoulders at the piano, for Jacob strumming his ukelele just right, for Scarlet just because she is such a little girl.  I honestly loved every minute. There were recitations of poems by heart, dance moves (Scarlet's hula), ukelele, piano and cello solos and duets, original composing and playing, and then  beautiful bows and curtsies at the end. This was no easy feat, because all the books, music, instruments, and clothes had to be packed up to Edmonton. The children had made a lovely program, which I will try to include a photo of, and dressed up for the event. Baba watched from work on Skype, but I had a

 front row seat and was so happy and amazed, and truly just so tender! My heart was so very tender. 

The final bows and curtsies!

Hats that I ordered for all the children for their snow-boarding vacation from a seller on Etsy - these hats were very well made, and just the cutest! We're missing Ezra's here, and Isabelle's, but suffice it to say that they were all amazing! Here's the link: http://www.etsy.com/shop/mybabyhats

Christmas morning breakfast!

http://www.marthastewart.com/330179/bacon-egg-and-toast-cups

These were tasty, and super easy to make. I would have added to my 'goals' - I am loathe to call them that, because then I won't want to do them, but in any case - cooking something new each month, but I am not sure I want to be accountable for that one.

Jacob

Charlie composed this piece, and Jane collaborated.

The videos were difficult to upload, and my camera didn't do the best job either - but you get the idea:)) The one I really wanted to add wouldn't load, but I think these will appear on Sarra's YouTube Channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/starraful/videos?flow=grid&view=0 eventually.

THANK YOU Jane, Charlie, Jacob, Scarlet, Sarra and Timmy (and Ezzie b/c your're cute)!!!!! 

Much love!

Carl Sandburg

Did you know that Carl Sandburg earned two Pulitzer Prizes...one for the tome called Abraham Lincoln: the War Years, and another for his book of Complete Poems.  He wrote in many areas, according to Amy Peters from The Writer's Devotional  - adult and children's literature, fiction and non-fiction, poetry and prose. Have you read anything by Carl Sandburg? I'm not actually sure I have either, so here is a poem to whet your appetite:

Father to Son by Carl Sandburg

A father sees a son nearing manhood.

What shall he tell that son?

‘Life is hard; be steel; be a rock.’

And this might stand him for the storms 

and serve him for humdrum and monotony 

and guide him amid sudden betrayals

and tighten him for slack moments.

‘Life is a soft loam; be gentle; go easy.’

And this too might serve him.

Brutes have been gentled where lashes failed.

The growth of a frail flower in a path up 

has sometimes shattered and split a rock.

A tough will counts. So does desire.

So does a rich soft wanting.

Without rich wanting nothing arrives.

Tell him too much money has killed men

And left them dead years before burial:

The quest of lucre beyond a few easy needs

Has twisted good enough men

Sometimes into dry thwarted worms.

Tell him time as a stuff can be wasted.

Tell him to be a fool every so often

and to have no shame over having been a fool

yet learning something out of every folly

hoping to repeat none of the cheap follies

thus arriving at intimate understanding
 
of a world numbering many fools.

Tell him to be alone often and get at himself

and above all tell himself no lies about himself

whatever the white lies and protective fronts

he may use amongst other people.

Tell him solitude is creative if he is strong

and the final decisions are made in silent rooms.

Tell him to be different from other people

if it comes natural and easy being different.

Let him have lazy days seeking his deeper motives.

Let him seek deep for where he is a born natural.

Then he may understand Shakespeare

and the Wright brothers, Pasteur, Pavlov,

Michael Faraday and free imaginations

Bringing changes into a world resenting change.

He will be lonely enough
 
to have time for the work
 
he knows as his own.

From THE PEOPLE, YES by Carl Sandburg

Big Plans to do Little Things. Every. Day.

Things to do...it is a new month, and though I do not like resolutions particularly - especially not New Years resolutions, I am going to get started this month, as if it were any other month, and start some new routines:

• Shelf (or drawer, or cupboard) -by-shelf elimination of all things I do not use/like/are broken. This is going to be brutal. I have already begun, but it's going to take all month, or maybe longer to get through the entire house. I have Sarra and Royall as gurus in this area - I know I can do it. (The boys will start hiding stuff b/c they would say that I am already maniacal in getting rid of things, but this will be a tornado never the likes to have twisted through these here parts!)

• Daily writing - writing in my journal, blogging, or in my notebook. Every. Day. 30. Minutes.

• Crafting, sewing, quilting, scrapbooking, painting, drawing. Dedicated time for creative outlets - I love to do these things yet rarely find the time. Maybe 1 or 2 days a month. I have four projects in mind already!

• Reading - read even more (take e-reader everywhere).

• Think more. That means being still some time during the day! That will be the toughest, and maybe the most important for the others to become possible!

•Exercise - just 20 min! Small bites here b/c goodness gracious, I really do not like exercising! I learned in Kauai, where I was super active, that when I love it, it's easy to be active. I need to find that kind of interest at home somehow. Maybe I'll rope Jared into being my exercise partner - we could watch O'Reilly together!

11 Foods

eggs
cucumber
tomatoes
white bread
plain yoghurt
coke
beef
rice
salt
oreos
vanilla ice cream

11 foods

This cart, at the grocery store, belongs to a man in his mid fifties. He's probably of middle eastern descent, maybe Iranian. He's a simple, honest person. Hard-working and sensitive. He loves his family, and shows it through his good works. He's uncomplaining, likes to stay home, enjoys working at home,  and watching t.v. He also likes to sleep. He has soft brown eyes, a quick laugh; he teases but not unmercifully. He can be antsy due to his nicotine habit, so he disappears regularly to smoke. One minute he's there, the next he's gone. The anxiety of needing to smoke is catching up to him as he gets older, and he knows he needs to quit. He is brilliant in some ways and almost simple in others, but this simplicity is a ruse - he's always thinking more deeply than you give him credit for, yet he isn't a planner. Planning frustrates him...he doesn't plan his next turn while driving down the street. The surest way to ruffle his feathers is to ask him to plan a trip - this exercise will irritate him  no end, but he will thoroughly enjoy said trip when it comes time. He is deeply loyal to his wife, and she can trust him. He loves her, and protects her, and has devoted his life to her, and she to him.

Merry Christmas!

Kauai

Kauai is home to free roaming chickens and roosters, as you may know. They cock-a-doodle-doo at all hours! They can be found anywhere, beaches, road sides, parks, and hotel grounds.

First day breakfast - a la Mano

View from the top of the trail at Hideaway Beach

Trail down to Hideaway Beach; this was probably my favorite find on the Kauai, it was breathtaking to go down the trail and see each new scene. Wonderfully secluded.

Hideaway Beach

Dry cave at Tunnels - Mark and Mano

Scene from the inside out.

Hanalei Bay surf spot - Eli's favorite place to surf.

The sunset from our lanai at Hanalei Bay Resort - also the photo below.

Hanalei Bay

A little church in Kilauea

The light house at Kilauea - there is a bird sanctuary here that is awesome to see, for nesting albatross and the red-footed booby.

Anini Beach

Leaf bug - found in my room:)