The other day I was struggling to find a fun snack/treat for Soren and we were due for a trip to the market. So I thought about the things we had that he enjoys and remembered something my mom used to do for me and "Ecco" he was happily eating his healthy treat which consisted of a small bowl of peanut butter mixed with honey. He was so pleased and it was just enough protein and sweetness to tide him over.
Growing up there was something unmistakably hippie about my mom behind her snazzy bright Nordstom shoes for which I am very grateful. We used to find our way to this really great hole-in-the-wall health food store called "Rocky Peaks" for natural fig bars, carob chips, and other fun earth mama stuff.
In Fallbrook, our home town, we were blessed with lovely land filled with fruit trees galore--avocados, peaches, plums, tangerines, apples, oranges, kumquats, and more. Some mornings our mom sliced peaches, put some raw oats over them and topped it with some milk and we all enjoyed it. A real treat was banana milk shakes (sometimes with chocolate) and then sprinkled with Bee Pollen! She was always finding ways to add good stuff into our meals in creative ways.
It's fun t0 see how my sisters and brother and I have all carried out this legacy in our homes in different ways and have found other ways to add to the pot of health. Soren loves many of the same things that I did growing up.
My dad was and still is a real outdoors man with a great love of the natural as well. We raised chickens and ducks and enjoyed fresh chicken eggs for cooking. Sometimes it was a bit tricky getting the eggs! Camping in the Sierra's was a tradition and fishing was always part of the regimen. Fresh fish is simply the best and we had lots of it.
I have this image in my mind of my sister Charla at about 5 years old with a yellow night gown (I think she was on a swing) and her long honey brown hair is blowing in the wind. It captures our lively natural upbringing and the love we had for playing outside. Bridget was my leader and I tagged along faithfully. Her bright blonde hair always attracted attention and she had a confidence that lead to many adventures on bikes into the Fallbrook hills. Francie was the eldest of the girls, who was filled with fabulous, crazy, fun games and role playing that we loved. She was ultra cool and I was always proud to show her off. Wally, the eldest of us all, was into skate boarding and surfing and survived with so much girlishness in the house. He even taught me to skateboard and I'm still proud of the fact that I can!