I’ve been MIA for a while, now. The fact that I haven’t added anything in a few months isn’t because I haven’t anything to write about, but rather I truly have not had the brain space to be able to think through a post and write something coherent. It’s been a crazy few months.
School started at the end of August, and shortly thereafter my two oldest boys started LEGO® League practices. Never heard of it? It’s an amazing program that, per it’s website, “Guided by two or more adult Coaches, FIRST LEGO League* teams (up to 10 members, grades 4-8**) research a real-world problem such as food safety, recycling, energy, etc., and are challenged to develop a solution. They also must design, build, program a robot using LEGO MINDSTORMS®, then compete on a table-top playing field.“ This is the third year B has participated, but it’s the first year for T. And did I mention that I had my arm twisted
to be a coach? I am one of the research coaches, and let’s just say that working with 4-8 graders on research for 90 minutes twice a week uses up a lot of my thinking abilities on those days. Don’t get me wrong, I love working with the kids on it, but I have to keep them on track and remember which team is researching what. Our big competition we’ve been preparing for is quickly approaching and we are nowhere near ready! eeek!
So that’s one thing that’s new. Remember how my husband was taking classes to get his real estate license? He passed his exam the day before we started school. After a month with one agency who did ZERO things to help him (he couldn’t even get the broker to return his calls or emails!), a friend from church, who’s also a realtor, contacted him to find out how it was going. The team she’s a part of was looking for more agents. We prayed about it for a few days, and really felt that was the move he needed to make. He went from having no leads or clients, to being out most days and evenings on showings. Real estate is a business that takes time to build up and actually get an income from, though, and as of right now, none of his contracts have closed so he hasn’t had a commission payment. On the positive side, though, it usually takes most real estate agents six months or so to have their sale…he’s only been in it for about three months. I’d say that’s not too shabby.
Also in the last three months, we had four birthdays to celebrate, had one boy start golf lessons, hosted two birthday parties, completed 1/4 of the school year, and so many other things I can’t even begin to name them all. None of them even come close to wearing on us like this last week, though.
Our youngest, L, who turned three in September, doesn’t talk. We discussed this with our pediatrician last year at his two year well visit, and she wasn’t concerned since he was the youngest of four. It was considered to still be in the “typical” range. In May he had another appointment, and we again mentioned our concerns. She again reassured us that since he wasn’t yet three we just needed to give him a little more time. At his three year well visit we again raised our concerns. This time, she agreed he needed to be evaluated. One week ago tomorrow, he had his evaluation with a speech/language pathologist. It was one of those appointments that was something we suspected was coming, but there wasn’t really any way to prepare for it. That appointment ended up being helpful, reassuring, and devastating all at the same time.
Let me explain. It was helpful because now we know for sure that L has a significant speech impairment that he will begin therapy for as soon as we can get the referral taken care of. The reassuring part was that we, as his parents, were right. We were right to have our suspicions and we were right to voice our concerns to be sure we got the initial evaluation referral. It devastating to hear that he does in fact have a speech impairment, but even more so that there will be more evaluations. This week we’re hoping to get the referrals taken care of to get an occupational therapy and neuro-cognitive psychological evaluation. We are likely looking at more diagnoses, such as sensory processing disorder and a real possibility of high-functioning autism.
If it sounds like a lot, you’d be right. It’s been a lot to digest. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what the future may hold for him and our family as we try to get him the proper interventions and supports. We’ve been a little on edge and ready to crack. The tipping point was on Thanksgiving. He likes to throw things, for no apparent reason, at the T.V. We spent the evening of Thanksgiving at my grandma’s. My grandma just got a new T.V. about two months ago. L decided it was a good idea to throw a water bottle at the T.V. Let’s just say there were a lot of tears on my end, and my grandma now has a brand new T.V. Not the best thing to have happen when your emotions are running as high as ours were.
All that to say, sometimes, you just need chocolate.
If you follow me on Pinterest or Facebook, then you probably saw my post about the edible cookie dough I made the other night. I don’t know if you can truly consider it cookie dough or not because I’m not sure it could be baked, but what I do know is that it is chocolatey, and fudgy, and rich, and it totally hit the spot when I needed it. This recipe was totally something I concocted out of desperation (and lack of chocolate chips), but I have to say, it will be made again…and again…and again! It’s gluten free, grain free, dairy free, egg free, and vegan, and yet, it is indulgent.
So, without further ado, here’s the recipe!
Decadent and indulgent, yet easy and free of gluten, grains, dairy, and eggs!
- 1 cup cassava flour
- 1/4 cup cocoa powder
- 1/2 cup pure maple syrup
- 1/4 cup coconut oil, melted
- 1/4-1/2 cup almond milk or non-dairy milk of choice
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1 tsp pure vanilla extract
- 1/2-3/4 cup frozen cherries, thawed
Add all ingredients except cherries to a blender. Blend well.
Scrape sides and blend again, if needed.
Add cherries to mixture in blender, pulsing to incorporate.
*If you want the cherries to be in smaller pieces, add cherries from the beginning. The amount of milk can also be adjusted to personal preference for consistency.