Guest Post: What Christmas Means to Me by Steven T. Warren

 

Yes, the correct answer has to do with Jesus’ birth and what that means to us.

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However, I want to focus on the celebration aspect for just a minute. I grew up in a family without the means to heap presents around the Christmas tree. My memories are not of ripping open package after package, then by mid morning, forgetting about the presents I first opened. Yes, I’m sure at the time the ripping of paper was exciting, but those memories didn’t last much beyond the mess. I usually had one present that was “the present” that was of any monetary value, and I don’t mean big money. My memories of Christmas past are of the atmosphere created by my family, mostly my Mom.

The look of our house changed with decorations, a live tree and things baking: creating the “smell” of Christmas. Much was made of decorating the tree in that many of the ornaments were handmade. I remember my picture on a canning jar lid, shellacked and trimmed with yarn, probably made at school. I wonder what happened to that ornament? I remember stringing popcorn at least once. We made an attempt to sing Christmas carols around an old upright piano that no one really learned to play. We lit candles to set the mood. (Maybe we were saving electricity, if so I didn’t know. We had the live tree because an artificial tree was for rich people).

These are fond memories.

The easy way to do Christmas is to buy a several presents and keep the kids from opening them until the moment the cameras are ready. The pictures are captured for “facebook” to prove it happened. Soon the garbage truck comes and picks up the mess and the toys (or what’s left of them) are put in the overflowing toy area.

I have been to both Christmas celebrations. It takes effort to make memories, not a lot of money. I hope this Christmas you will focus on making memories you and your kids can reflect back on many years later and remember “the feeling of Christmas.”

~Steve (or Dad or Papaw)

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Herding Cats… or Getting a 6-Year-Old to Sit Still for Extended Periods (A Gluten Intolerance Tale, Part One)

Of course, my grandchildren are the brightest, cutest, most delightful children in the world. And, it goes without saying: so were their progenitors.

We have started the next generation of notes and phone calls from public school officials (and yes, these quotes contain my sarcastic interpretation):

“Your child (grandchild) spent half the school day sitting in the hall because he was standing in his chair then jumping off. He did not sit quietly and repentant in the hall…he sang and made noises the whole time. He sat backwards in his chair and kicked the wall.”

“Your child (grandchild) and another child were hitting each other in the (unmentionable word here) and laughing about it on the way into the lunch room. His response to being sequestered for such boyish antics was to make farting noises with his armpit.”

“We advise that you have your child (grandchild) tested for ADHD. Children who can not sit still and quietly during endless repetitive math worksheets, and who express their feelings to other children by any sort of physical contact, by definition are attention deficit.”

“No, your child (grandchild) is not the only one in the classroom who behaves this way. But here is a school psychologist’s report that will go in his permanent file anyway.”

WHAT IS WRONG WITH CHILDREN BEING CHILDREN AS LONG AS POSSIBLE????

Thank the Lord for a doctor who has three young children. He is conservative in all diagnoses. He sent home his own evaluation form to be given to anyone who cares for the little one: parents, grandparents, Sunday school teachers, and school teacher. MEANWHILE, the child is to eat a wheat-free diet for the next two weeks to see if this could help his concentration in large group settings.

He suggested the diet change because I researched anecdotal stories of wheat allergies and ADHD, then reported my findings to the 6-year-old’s mother (my daughter #1). Turns out, for those sensitive to gluten, wheat intake may cause symptoms that mimic Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. We have one family member with diagnosed celiac disease, the 6-year-old’s aunt (my daughter #2). Research indicates that gluten sensitivity may be genetic.

It makes sense to me to check out all the options before we even entertain the possibility of a learning disability which will permanently affect the child’s educational experience, even if it means the school will miss out on the extra funding it would get if we allow him to be so labeled (read heavy sarcasm into that last bit). One other thought that occurs to me-since the school officials brought up the idea of medication: If we start at 6 years of age teaching the child that if he can’t sit still in class he can take a drug, where will that end? If he can’t sleep, there’s a drug for that… If he feels sad, there’s a drug for that… I see the possibility of a never-ending cycle of medicating to live. I believe there are people who truly need to use medication for specific chemical imbalances. I do not believe this is true for one as young as six years with no evidence of disorders like fetal alcohol syndrome.

Some of the symptoms we have noted in the 6-year-old (henceforth called the Dynamo, with good reason) that mimic ADHD:

  • concentration problems
  • fight or flight reactions to stress (melt-downs)
  • forgetfulness
Along with those three symptoms, some of the symptoms we have noted in the Dynamo that indicate a gluten intolerance:

  • abdominal cramping
  • acid reflux
  • attention and behavioral problems
  • floating and malodorous stools
  • gas
  • headaches
  • irritability
  • joint pain
  • mood swings
  • nausea
Not all of these happen all the time, but when they do hit all at once it is a difficult day in the neighborhood!

The reason we and our doctor reject the idea that these are symptoms of ADHD is that he is able to sit still quietly for movies, when he is reading to us or being read to, when he is interested in a project he’s working on, basically any time he is not bored.

My husband started the gluten-free journey last night with a box of Betty Crocker Gluten-Free Brownies. What a great start! This morning we had locally grown golden delicious apples and gluten-free brownies for breakfast. It was the Dynamo’s idea. Didn’t I tell you he is the smartest?!?
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Pizza-rific!

I have expanded my culinary boundaries since I switched to a vegetarian diet about a month ago. I am following a lot of Chef Jamie Oliver’s tips for cooking fresh with local ingredients. His Food Revolution TV series was filmed near our town.

I picked up a butternut squash last week at our town’s farmers’ market. Yesterday I made one of the best specialty pizzas I’ve ever eaten. My family concurs. Let me share the recipe:

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Butternut Squash and Sage Pizza (from The Best-Ever Vegetarian Cookbook)
Serves 4

1/2 teaspoon active dry yeast
pinch of sugar
4 cups white bread flour (I used 3-1/2 cups flour, 1/2 cup golden flax flour)
1 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 tablespoon butter
2 tablespoons olive oil
2 shallots, finely chopped
1 butternut squash, peeled, seeded, and cubed, about 1 pound prepared weight
16 sage leaves
2 x 14-ounce cans chunky tomato sauce
4 ounces mozzarella
4 ounces firm goat cheese
salt and freshly ground black pepper

1) Put 1-1/4 cups warm water in a measuring cup. Add the yeast and sugar and let sit 5-10 minutes, until mixture is frothy.

2) Sit the flour and salt into a large bowl and make a well in the center. Gradually pour in the yeast mixture and the olive oil. Mix to make a smooth dough. Knead about 10, until smooth, springy, and elastic. (I let my Bosch mixer do all the work!) Place the dough in a floured bowl, cover and let rise in a warm place for 1-1/2 hours.

3) Preheat the oven to 400°F. Oil four baking sheets. Put the butter and oil in a roasting pan and heat in the oven for a few minutes. Add the shallots, squash and half the sage leaves. Toss to coat. Roast for 15-20 minutes, until tender.

4) Raise the oven temperature to 425°F. Divide the dough into four equal pieces and roll out each piece on a floured surface to a 10-inch round. (I divided the dough in half and froze one half for later use.)

5) Transfer each round to a baking sheet and spread with tomato sauce, leaving a 1/2-inch border all around. Spoon the squash and shallot mixture over the top.

6) Arrange the mozzarella over the squash mixture and crumble the goat cheese on top. Sprinkle with the remaining sage leaves and season with plenty of salt and pepper. Bake for 15-20 minutes, until the cheese has melted and the crusts are golden.

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I halved the ingredients and still had enough pizza to send home to my daughters for dinner. Listen, the goat cheese makes this pizza! Don’t skimp on this. I splurged and bought a 3.5-ounce container of crumbled goat cheese for under $3. I have enough left to do another pizza.

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Rockin’ Date Night at the Cabell County Fair!

My country boy knows how to surprise me on Date Night. Instead of a movie Saturday, he took me to the first county fair I’ve been to in **mumble,mumble** years. Fun…just there long enough to enjoy ourselves… Take a look.
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