So Lenten breadbaking was put on the back burner for a few weeks. But I've been doing a lot of preparing and thinking about breadbaking while I am packing boxes and playing with the boys. Kenny reminded me oh-so-lovingly/jokingly/under laughter this morning, "The path to hell is paved with good intention!" I don't mean to brag about my husband, but he's kept to his Lenten disciplines every single day this Lent, without missing a beat. So I have him to live up to (a joke, babe).

This morning, I did wake up early with him and made cinnamon raisin biscuits which were excitedly consumed by Sawyer, and not-so-excitedly consumed by Rowan, who woke up with a low-grade fever, congestion and that "I'm sick" look in his gorgeous blue eyes. It's heartbreaking everytime our boys are sick. Even if it's just a cold.

When they are sick, I let them "chill" to PBS kids. We're working on "chilling with books"...sometimes they just need mindless educational television (ha ha ha). I'm becoming quite the stickler for tv consumption. I've noticed how cranky it makes them the more they watch it. The last time they watched videos more than once a week was back in February when we all had the "stomach flu." After a week of new videos, we noticed a very cranky and mean Rowan, and a bored and cranky Sawyer. So we cut out tv cold turkey and it's turned our boys back into imaginative angels. Okay, so they're not angels, but they're pretty darn close. They fight over toys, but at least they play imaginatively with toys and with each other. They chase each other around the house, back and forth, and try to wrestle. They love to be outside and run and climb. I'd much rather be tired and take my kids to the park than get a lazy nap while they watch another video.

So I'm happy to say that a few minutes into Sesame Street this morning (and after 30 minutes of Teletubbies and the last 10 minutes of Mr Rogers), they were bored and dug into the box of toys in our living room and were climbing and running and laughing with each other. Rowan was a little more sensitive than usual, but he wasn't sitting on the couch consuming tv images for hours on end.

Which brings me back to breadbaking. I'm researching grain mills because I've been reading a lot more about how milling/grinding your own wheat is so much better for you than using store-bought flour for your bread. And if I'm making our bread because I think it's better for us than eating store-bought bread, then why not do it the absolute best way? I know many of you are snickering because you don't see me baking bread let alone milling the grain for the bread in two months when I'm caring for a newborn. You're right. We have a lot of changes coming up between moving to another county...another lifestyle, and bringing another baby into our home. But that doesn't mean I won't start back up when that glorious "balanced" feeling returns post-partum! :)