turning over a new leaf

play dough.

turningoveranewleaf — Thu, 24 Mar 2011 20:13:22 +0000

I’ve mentioned before that Little A has sensory processing disorder. The doctor’s and occupational therapist have identified her as mainly sensory seeking, especially in the tactile, vestibular and auditory areas. We have had to come up with a “sensory diet,” not necessarily involving food but rather sensory input and output that helps with regulating her daily activities with the overall goal to help her function well.

Seriously, it sounds hokey and all hullabaloo, but it is not. I assure you. I have seen and felt and SLEPT (and therefore LIVED) the difference with some of the necessary “diet” suggestions.

One of things that helps is playing with playdoh. The tactile work is both calming and focusing and covers a range of sensory experiences- tactile, visual and smell (sometimes we even add scent to the playdough!)

This is a tried and true recipe from my mother who originally got it from a sweet little old lady named Evelyn (who I remember visiting her home as a little girl and eating vanilla cookies and playing in her english garden full of peonies and poppies. Yes, memory lane).

Here it is:

play dough

1/2 cup salt

1 cup flour (all purpose works great)

1 cup water

1 Tbsp. canola oil

2 tsp. creme of tartar (it’s in the baking aisle in a little blue/white box)

food colouring (a couple drops)

optional: i sometimes scent the dough at the end of cooking with coconut or vanilla flavouring- just so it smells pleasant (but not TOO appetizing-not to eat!)

combine all ingredients into a saucepan. cook on stovetop over low-medium heat, stirring constantly. the dough will slowly pull away from the sides of the pan and start to form into a ball. once done (a couple minutes of cooking)- transfer to a cutting board (it’s hot!) let dough cool about 10 minutes before shaping and using. store dough in plastic bag.

(the dough lasts a couple weeks-month depending on how often it’s used).

to better things,

steph

sorry for the absence. we’ve been munching on chocolate chip cookies, partially clad, in the sunshine.

turningoveranewleaf — Tue, 22 Mar 2011 07:36:33 +0000

that would be the children partially clad, not the cookies. (easy clean up).

sometimes life is grand, isn’t it?

to better things,

steph

apples to apples; no more comparing, just living each day in our own way.

turningoveranewleaf — Wed, 22 Sep 2010 19:57:13 +0000

to better things,

steph

life has been so busy lately. sometimes there are no words, just images.

turningoveranewleaf — Mon, 10 May 2010 23:54:13 +0000

some mornings i wake up to my eldest daughter reading books to her baby sister. this makes a mother’s heart beyond, beyond happy.

turningoveranewleaf — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 02:28:55 +0000

yellow balloons.

turningoveranewleaf — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 05:35:27 +0000

today. today we remembered.

turningoveranewleaf — Mon, 12 Apr 2010 06:51:31 +0000

we remembered a grandpa and a great opa. an opa that one daughter knew and one merely missed meeting him by one week. we attempt to parent with honesty so that the sorrow makes the joy that much sweeter.

thoughts of life and a life well lived have been on my mind as of late. a friend unexpectedly lost her grown sibling, and i was fortunate and honoured enough to have been able to capture some photographs of them at her wedding. but, respectfully that is not my story to tell.

i am reminded and humbled at how what we do matters. taking photos, not only for the insatiable moment in this image saturated culture, but later - matters. living each day, whether changing another baby diaper or commuting to work in the early morning blackness, or writing a thesis – matters.

today. today we remembered.

it mattered.

to better things,

steph

a sunny spring afternoon with a helium balloon, and life is good.

turningoveranewleaf — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 06:08:52 +0000

the day we got nothing done, so we ate ice cream and discussed what flavour caterpillars would eat.

turningoveranewleaf — Wed, 31 Mar 2010 04:39:48 +0000

fresh flowers and natural light remind me to breathe when the baby is throwing our toothbrushes in the toilet just for fun.

turningoveranewleaf — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 05:57:12 +0000

and yes, that is the title of this photo.

to better things,

steph