I first found this recipe at Pinterest. After tried it out, both Eric and Daisy likes the mini pizzas. Eric even took them for school lunch. I take note here just in case the recipe is forgotten.
- 4 flour tortillas
- 1 cup pizza sauce
- 1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese
- mini pepperonis (I don’t have mini pepperonis at home, so use sliced turkey instead.)
- Preheat oven to 425 degrees F. Lightly oil a 12-cup muffin tin.
- Lay tortilla on a flat surface. Place a glass cup upside down on the tortilla, use a knife cutting carefully along the side of the cup to make 3 medium circles. Repeat on the other 3 tortillas to make 12 circles in total.
- Fit a tortilla circle into each of 12 muffin tins, pressing carefully to make sure there is an opening in the center. Scoop 1 tablespoon pizza sauce into each muffin tin. Sprinkle with mozzarella cheese, topping with 4-5 turkey slices or pepperonis each.
- Place into oven and bake for 10-12 minutes, or until cheese has melted.
- Serve immediately.
The kids and I sat at the table for dinner while hubby was busily preparing the drinks for us.
He poured the juice into four glasses, took two of them, walked towards the table, and he put the fist glass in front of me. The second was for Eric, and the third and fourth for Daisy and himself.
He did all these in a natural and smooth way, and always in the sames sequence, although I only noticed it recently. Sometimes the kids shouted loudly for drink upon hubby walking toward the table, but he still pass the first drink in front of me.
This is one of the smallest details of our daily life. From it, I appreciate hubby’s care and thought for our family. He puts me on higher priority, he shows respect on me, and he is using all these little details to set examples for our kids. Being unconsciously influenced, the kids will learn to respect parents, and later on, they’ll also show respect to their life partners.
Upon introspection, I seldom pay attention to such details. In fact, whenever I pass drinks at meal, I pass to the kids first. The kids weigh too much on my mind and I always put kids on the highest priority, sometimes I even neglect my husband’s feelings without knowing. Hubby loves the kids too, but he loves within a bigger perspective and with a bigger heart, which I’m lack of and shall learn.
My husband likes to eat all kinds of nuts. When he eats, he chews slowly. He explains that nuts are too hard to digest. It is essential to chew slowly and smash it evenly before swollow. This way helps stomach absorb the nutrition.
I totally agree with him. However, with a quick temper, I’m always in a state of rushing for time and hardly have enough patience to eat slowly. Usually i can easily beat my husband at 3:1, which means i can finish 3 peanuts while he barely swallow the first one.
On the recent trip to Las Vegas, we ate peanuts as snacks on the road. This time my husband was driving and i had no excuse of rushing, so i follow suit my husband’s way and chew the peanuts slowly. To my pleasant surprise, i had a whole new experience of this chewing practice, besides what my husband has explained above regarding the benefit of nutrition absorption.
Put a peanut in the mouth, gently touch it with your tough and taste its rich flavor, crunch it with your teeth and hear the crouchy sound, use you tough to feel the whole peanut turning into small pieces and then into fine particles; swallow it slowly and make sure all the particles going down in the right direction.
With this practice, i was focusing on the moment of present and totally be mindful of the eating process. The process calmed me down and empty my noisy brain. A peaceful mind rested in my body. I felt relaxing while automatically pulling myself together. It’s a new wonderful experience.
These days I am reading the book “Your Child’s Self-Esteem” by Dorothy Corkille Briggs. I am still in the process of reading and plan to finish it by next week. As a mom, I often got gusts of guilty feelings along reading since many of the inappropriate examples seem talking about me. That proves this books is very worthy reading. It pin-points the usual questions of each parent face and give step-by-step solutions to build your children’s self-esteem. I plan to read this book in a way to read a school textbook and prepare school exams. In this way, I’ll understand and absorb the content better, in hope to put the theories into my daily parenting practice. While reading along, I’ll exert some chapters or examples in this blog for self- examination, and also for sharing.
Avoiding the judgment trap
Parents are constantly advised to spend more time with children. Yet, it is the quality of time and not the quantity that affects the feeling of being loved. Mr. H spends hours with his youngsters, working with them on projects and games. On the surface the time spent looks like proof of devotion. But when you observe, you hear a flow of comments like these:
“Stop dawdling over your turn, Jimmy. Get going!”
“You’re not holding that saw right. How many times have I told you to hold it this way?”
“Why can’t pitch that ball the way your brother does? When will you learn to throw from your shoulder?”
“You’ve messed up this paint job. Here, let me do it. For Pete’s sake, this time watch me. If you’re going to do something, do it right!”
The hours with his youngsters are filled with criticisms, lack of respect, comparisons, and high demands. The more time his children spend with him, the less adequate and lovable they feel. Sheer time does not necessarily add up to love.
To avoid judgments, tell your youngsters what is going on inside you without using labels.
The labeling words — adjectives and nouns that describe a person — are the ones that cause trouble. Words like “dawdler,” “messy,” “procrastinator,” “sloppy,” “rude,” “mean,” “selfish,” “naughty,” “nice,” “good,” “bad,” “shameful,” and so on are judgmental by nature. Such labels have no place in the vocabulary of nurturing adults.
In general, using “You,” and following it by a noun or adjective describing the child, sends a judgment. Ordinarily, “I,” followed by what is going on inside you, sends a reaction toward behavior. Let’s look again at some messages send first as judgments, and then as reactions.
1) Stop nagging. Kids are kids. They develops according to their growth path. It’s not fair to treat them as perfect figures, or as mature adults. Honestly speaking, how mature an adult is? I am in my late 30’s, but still in the process of self-improvement. Be aware of any words coming out of a parent’s mouth. Examine them before shooting them out of mouth. If the words are not positive or productive, the parent and kids would be better off if the parent shuts up. Sometimes, kids performs something improper in the parents’ eyes, they make funny noises or gestures in public, they go to scrutinize the flowers on the road side while you are rushing to somewhere, they refuses to cooperate to your request in face of your friends. If they are not big issues, just live with them. Only if you understand and tolerate their trivial childish words and actions, will you find the virtue of your kids, and will you enjoy every minutes spent with your kids.
2) Practice nonjudgment. Use “I-reaction” — “I,” followed by what is going on inside you, sends a reaction toward behavior. Learning to suspend judgment is far from easy, because most of us have spent a lifetime being judged ourselves. Below is one excise I did for my situation:-
“You are such a picky eater.” –>> “I am worried you don’t have enough energy to play ball later.” “I really hope you can try this new food.” “I feel so happy you like this pie.”
3) Treat the kids as friends. Parents sometimes act as if kids don’t have feelings because they ignore their existence and discuss their kids’ shortcomings publicly in front of the kids.
In the book one page 90, the author wrote,
Ask yourself this question: “If I were to treat my friends as I treat my children, how many friends would I have left?” Few of us would think of shaming or analyzing friends in front of others, jerking them up short with sarcasm, humiliating, embarrassing, hitting, or ordering them about like soldiers under our command. Of course not.
A child is no less sensitive because of his size. Disrespect always encrusts caring so that it can’t be felt.
We did the trip to Mexico Ensenada during spring break, at the end of March. So this is a very belated review. We all had a lot of fun. Cruise trip is highly recommended for families with youngsters. On the ship kids have a lot of activities: mini golf, water play, camps, games, etc. etc. Parents are able to completely relax on the ship, no need to worry about traffic, no need to think hard about what to cook, and the best part is you can have fun without taking the kids with you all the time. There are camps where you can put your kids there. All cool!
This is the cruise ship, Carnival Inspiration.
Gege had a good time there. Look at the sweet smile.
Meimei likes to make faces in front of cameras. I love how cute she is!
Gege loves meimei, and meimei loves gege. They play well together 🙂
I got a serious diarrhea yesterday. It took me one and a half day to completely get rid of the virus and be fully recovered. There is nothing much to say about this sickness. However, I was moved by my hubby’s good deeds.
Yesterday morning I struggled to drive to the office after sent Gege to school, hoping I would get better later. As soon as I arrived at the office, I felt a sharp pain in the stomach. Without turning on the PC, I went directly to the bathroom. After vomiting and diarrhea for about 20 minutes, I called the hubby for suggestion. He immediately decided to send me home. On the way back home, I couldn’t even sit still but have to lay on the back seat. That’s how sick I was.
As soon as we arrived home, I went to bed at once. To avoid me to be dehydrated, Hubby immediately went out to buy pedialyte and drinks. Before he went back to work, he put snacks beside the bed so I can fetch easily. He even put the wireless phone on the bedside table so I could call him anytime.
I didn’t have any appetite to eat, so I skipped the noodle that hubby prepared for me as dinner. In the midnight, I woke up with a severe headache. The pain made me moaned a lot, which woken hubby. I told him I want to have porridge. Without a word, hubby got up and cooked me porridge. How a wonderful hubby he is!
I tend to complain hubby sometimes because he spends too much time playing chess. However, comparing all the good things he has done for me, his laziness isn’t something that I couldn’t put up with. Besides, playing chess isn’t so bad as playing video games. Next time when I have the intention to criticize him, I shall think twice of his goodness before talking.