Let It Go Already

At the moment I have Friday’s off with Asher. Lately they have tended to be the time we go out grocery shopping. I enjoy grocery shopping with my kids. I find when they are sitting in the cart we tend to talk more than we would if we were just kicking around home. Plus everyone I see flash nice smiles my way because I am out with the kids.

I know, I know it is a little condescending getting all the ‘good for you’ nods and smiles from people. But I think they are given from a positive place so I choose to receive them positively. And really who can avoid smiling at this fella;

Asher Shopping

If you are wondering the dirt on his face is the chocolate chip cookie he just finished eating. Sobey’s gives them out for free to kids. I am always surprised when I met parents that don’t know that.


As Asher and I finished up our most recent shopping trip and we started to head toward the check out my eyes locked on yet another Elsa, Anna, and Olaf display.

This is what we saw;

Let It GoFirst off we really like Frozen in our house. I have long lost count on the amount of times I have watched the movie, and I have no idea how many Frozen products are in our house. But I am going to go on record here and say this is just plain lazy.

Disney you have made billions of dollars on Frozen. Heck you made billions of dollars on the movie alone. I can’t even fathom how much money you have made in merchandise. But come on now this is too much.

Frosted Cheerios are already a thing. You haven’t done anything here other than change the package. And your soft baked Olaf cookies looks like something I should see on a ‘pin-fail’ website.

Now I am not above buy specialty products to make my kids happy. My parents bought me every Ninja Turtle, Transformer or Spider-man themed snack that was ever produced. And I am willing to return the favor to my kids so long as the product puts in the effort.

Disney, General Mills and Betty Crocker, this is a cash grab and you know it. It would not have taken a lot on your part to make the Cheerios look like snow flakes, or to make a cookie that actually looked like Olaf instead of three cookies you just smooched together by mistake .

You didn’t get me to let go of my money, and you need to let go of this lazy marketing.

What Is Love?

With Valentine’s Day coming up I have been thinking about an important question, What is love? That question produces two automatic responses in my mind.

One is my pastor answer. What is love? ‘This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters. If anyone has material possessions and sees a brother or sister in need but has no pity on them, how can the love of God be in that person? Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.’ 1 John 3:16-18

1john316sml1The other answer of course is, ‘What is love, baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more‘ and these guys;

Make sure you click the picture for a little youtube treat.

Make sure you click the picture for a little YouTube treat. By the way if you have never seen this movie now you know why you can’t avoid bobbing your head side to side when you hear the song ‘What Is Love’

But I have been thinking lately. Maybe neither of these answers are really my answer to the question what is love? I think the answer to the question what is love for me is better found here;


I really love pizza. I could eat it pretty much everyday, and most weeks I end up eating it two or three times. But I am kind of particular over the pizza I like. My current favourite pizza is a Canadian Pizza. This bad boy is normally made with pepperoni, crumbled bacon, mushrooms and a sweetened sauce with mozzarella cheese. I hate mushrooms, so I always leave those off and double down on the bacon. A slice of this bad boy with some garlic fingers and donair sauce (it’s a Canadian East Coast thing don’t judge me) and I am in heaven. The problem I face, or rather the two problems I face is a) Meghan and the kids don’t really like this pizza they prefer Hawaiian which I barely can tolerate. And b) I think buying two medium pizza’s instead of one large pizza for our household is a waste of money.

Normally when you have a disagreement over pizza toppings you simply go half and half. But the power of the Canadian Pizza is in its distinctive sauce. And that is what my family dislikes about it. My love for them compels me to do what I would have considered unthinkable a few years ago, I have largely abandoned my Canadian Pizza and eat Hawaiian Pizza instead.

I thought I would try something new, Naan Bread Hawaiian Pizza

I thought I would try something new, Naan Bread Hawaiian Pizza

What is love? In my house love is putting down your desires and picking up the desires of your family. That looks like dozens of different things each day for each of us. For me on Tuesdays it means maintaining a smile as I eat pineapple on my pizza while Simeon and Ariella declare that this is our favorite pizza.

What is love in your house?

Jam Sandwich Shame

This morning I did what I do most mornings, I packed lunches for Asher, Simeon, Meghan. Lunch during the week for us is a bit of a funny meal. I come home at lunch mainly to scavenge. Ariella gets her lunch supplied at daycare. Asher’s lunch is mainly formula but we send some avocado and banana puree or yogurt too. Simeon and Meghan are the only people in our family that get a true packed lunch.

Today I packed them jam sandwiches, and I hated it.

Jam 1While I know for many the classic jam sandwich is comfort food. And for some it is the only food you are sure your child will eat at lunch. But that is not what it is to me. To me it simply tastes of failure.

Normally I fill our lunchboxes with leftovers from previous suppers. Sometimes that is pizza, but often it is a meal I crafted with my own skill. It is paste and sauce made from my ever changing and evolving recipe. It is baked chicken drumsticks breaded with my own mixture of species with veggies. It is a homemade turkey soup. Failing that I have made packets of pepperoni, cheese, and crackers, egg salad sandwiches, even homemade ‘Egg McMuffins’.

But today as I filled Simeon and Meghan’s lunchboxes I had to reach for the butter and jam. Simeon was more than happy to have it he loves the jam Grammie (my mother-in-law) made. And Meghan has asked from time to time for me to include a simple jam sandwich (she is not as enamored with my homemade soup as I am). I know they will be well be well received.

But like I said to me they are a statement of shame and failure. I only resort to jam sandwiches when we have no leftovers and no other quick to pack lunch options. These two things only coincide when I have been slacking with meal planning and preparation. It means I have not been really thinking through grocery trips, but I have been buying at whim. It means I have not stopped to make good and plentiful meals that produced leftovers, but I have been making quick to eat food, or worse picking up take out.

A jam sandwich tends to mean I have been taking the lazy path for the better part of a week. Jam sandwiches are supposed to be the ultimate comfort food. But I feel no comfort in making them.

What’s in your lunchbox today?

Jam 2