Little Pigs In A Blanket – And loving kids when life is tough
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Whew, life is hard sometimes, isn’t it? Let’s just sit back a minute and take a few cleansing breaths before we head on into the heavy stuff because as a parent, as an adult, as a human really, I bet you’ve had more than your fair share of heavy stuff lately haven’t you? I know I sure have.
~breathes~ Alright, let’s get to the meat of things…..
This day and age, kids are having to face more things at a younger age than we ever seen and every day I see parents walking around oblivious to that – some days I’m one of those parents. A kind lady told me a story that really opened my eyes last week. She said a young man (around 14) got up on the last night of VBS at her church and addressed all of the parents. He pleaded with them to listen to their kids, to hear their hearts, to listen to their hurts and concerns. He said “I know it seems small to you, but these burdens are heavy to us. Please listen to us when we need to talk to you.” She said his voice was literally pleading and by the time he finished, there was hardly a dry eye in the house as his words really struck home with the parents in the audience.
As mine grow older, we hit snags on a more regular basis when it comes to issues, problems, and crisis. From the perspective of an adult, all too often my first reaction is to see their problems as trivial, because I know it is all a part of life and it will pass. I know that what seems like a heart wrenching tragedy today could be completely forgotten tomorrow – but then I think of what that kid said. “It seems small to you, but these burdens are heavy to us.”
Our world is changing, it’s faster than when we were kids. Twelve and thirteen year olds are having to deal with things I never had to deal with until I was sixteen or seventeen back in my time and even then I was too young to know how to properly handle the burdens given to me. Imagine the weight on a kid who is eight, nine, twelve years old. These burdens seem small to us, but they are so very heavy to them.
My kids have no idea that when they come to me upset and pour out their hearts, as I’m soothing them and telling them it will be okay, doing my very best to explain how the world sometimes works, inside I want to re-enact a scene from Where The Wild Things Are where I gnash my terrible teeth and roar my terrible roar at the world – and that is when it takes every ounce of strength I have to hold myself back and just love them through it. It’s funny how, compassion is the character trait we admire most in our children but it is the absolute hardest to watch develop. Don’t get me wrong, I have no qualms about having a Come-To-Jesus moment with anyone when necessary when it comes to my kids, but we can’t always do that and it isn’t always called for. Sometimes, we have to let them go through something, sometimes our hands are tied, sometimes it really isn’t as bad as they think it is and we have the wisdom to know that they just need time to see with a better perspective.
BUT during these times…
There is one thing we can all do to ease the pains of growing up for them and to make sure they know they have a home port. Sit down at the dinner table tonight. Together. With a meal. I don’t care what the meal is. Heck, make bologna sandwiches if you have to, just sit down together. Mama used to tell me “If you sit down at the table with your kids, they start talking to you about their day and they don’t even realize it. That is how you find out about their friends, their school, what is going on. That is where you keep your connection to them.”
My kids are so funny, they both view dinnertime as their BIG CHANCE to tell us everything. We sit down and they both race to see who can start talking first in hopes of having the first turn. They have so much to say each meal that we actually have to take turns letting them talk!
Our kids are growing up, they’re changing and learning how to cope with the world in a way that doesn’t sacrifice who they are, but in the middle of that it is very important to realize that we still have a lot to learn, too. When we all come together, we give ourselves a chance to learn from each other, even if it is over a pot of homemade mac and cheese and a passed around basket of pigs in the blanket.
Today I’m sharing some comfort food with you, because I think we all need comfort food this week. Would you like a little comforting today?
This is Katy Rose’s favorite. She shouts it from the rooftops whenever I make these and her excitement makes me feel like I’ve actually done something!
You’ll need: Beef Cocktail Smokies (Litte smokies), and ONE Can of Crescent Rolls.
I usually buy two just in case I end up needing more but for this tutorial and an entire package of little smokies, one was enough. So if you miss reading this note until after you have gotten back from the grocery store, just make some crescent rolls to go with your supper
Open your package of little smokies and put them all on a paper towel lined plate.
This will help dry them a bit and our dough will stick much better.
(This photo only shows about half of my package)
Take out your crescent rolls and roll them out one triangle at a time.
Cut that triangle into about five pieces, like this.
Now take each piece and wrap it around a little smoke, pressing the edges together to seal.
Place them all on an ungreased cookie sheet, leaving them a little room to spread, and bake at 375 for about 10-12 minutes.
Get ‘em while they’re hot..
and sit down with your kids to supper tonight.
I promise that even your grandchildren will thank you for it later!
“Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”
– Mother Teresa
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