I was blessed to grow up with all four of my grandparents living and even a great-grandmother on my dad’s side. I’ve talked about my mom’s dad and how he taught me about cereal mixing and the proper way to eat molasses. And I’ve mentioned my mom’s mom and how she left me her china collection. But I haven’t shared with you one of my favorite things about my mom’s parents from when I was growing up.
(yes that is me at age 15 on the left and age 16-almost-17 on the right when I graduated high school)
As a little girl, I used to love going to their house because every morning, I would wake up to the most amazing and familiar aromas: homemade blueberry muffins baking in the oven and bacon sizzling in the skillet. I would bounce out of bed and rush to the kitchen to see my grandparents standing at the ready – aprons on, spatulas in hand. After huge hugs, Momma Billie would pour me a large glass of milk while Daddy Ken would ask me how I wanted my eggs prepared. I would watch with fascination as the eggs sizzled and cooked just perfectly every single time. No one made eggs like my Daddy Ken. And the best part was that I could eat as much as I wanted. My family was always amazed at my ability to down half a dozen eggs in one sitting. What can I say? When it’s good, it’s good!
(Looking for style inspiration? I love both of these looks! Daddy Ken in 1977 and Momma Billie in 1960)
My other favorite food-related memory with my grandparents would hands-down be my grandmother’s homemade rolls. I love bread and especially warm, fresh-from-the-oven rolls. And I have eaten a lot of bread in my lifetime, but I have never had rolls as good as hers. I’m sure much of that is wrapped up in sentiment and the fact that I grew up eating them. But truthfully, they are the best rolls I’ve ever eaten.
I made the rolls for my girls tonight and they absolutely loved them! I mean my girls pretty much love all the bread I make and there are seldom leftovers, but more than half the girls said that these rolls were absolutely the best I’ve made!
It may seem strange that these are rolled out and cut with cookie cutters like biscuits are, but that’s the way Momma Billie always made them. And you don’t mess with a good thing. In fact, I talked to my mom about this today and she said that it wasn’t until she was an adult that she even knew there was another way to make rolls. Love how those things we were raised with stay with us.
I know many people keep family recipes a secret, but I’ve never known anyone in my family to not share a recipe when asked. When you have the best-of-the-best… why not share? And trust me, friends, these rolls ARE the best! At least in this girl’s completely biased opinion.
Christopher and I celebrated Valentine’s Day combined with our five year proposal anniversary over the weekend by going on a giraffe-feeding-adventure! Which is a good thing because Sunday he woke up super sick and he is just now beginning to recover today. Anyway, I normally have my girls over on Thursday nights, but I didn’t want to risk any of them getting Christopher’s plague so instead we went out to eat together while Christopher stayed home to sleep.
I can hardly believe these girls are more than halfway done with their sophomore year of high school. It seems like it wasn’t that long ago that they were all in 7th grade and talking about their puppies. Tonight, listening to the girls talk about very real things (deep faith issues, body image things, boyfriends, college, etc) I realized just how proud I am of how much these girls have grown. [side note: Kelsi, I know you are reading this and even though you weren't able to make it tonight, I am definitely still including you in this when I talk about how proud I am of all of you girls and how much you have grown up]. I may have gotten a little misty eyed a couple of times tonight as I realized how proud I am of my girls.
And as wonderful as it was to spend Valentine’s with my sweet girls… it was great to come home and check in on my favorites (and wake Christopher up so he can be up for an hour or two before actual bed time haha).
Love my Valentines!
This weekend my teen girls and I went to an all girls’ conference that talked about remaining in the love of God. It was wonderful. This is the third time I’ve been to this conference (see the first time here and second here) and as always – it was great. Hearing 600 girls raising their voices to praise God was truly amazing. Here’s a clip of one of our praise times (sorry I cut it off before the last word finished, that’s supposed to be “worship Your holy name” not just end at “holy” haha).
Exactly three years ago at this same conference I met a girl named Morgan. She and I hit it off really well and over the years we’ve seen each other here or there, but ALWAYS at this conference. She has such a sweet spirit and I just love her. I can’t believe she graduates in MAY and is headed to my alma mater in the fall! So excited for her!
Morgan and I celebrating our three year anniversary of the day we met!
I’ve mentioned Kayci before on this blog several times. She has been the speaker at this girls’ conference twice plus the speaker at our girls’ retreats in the fall. She is truly one of the most gifted speakers I have ever heard. She has such a heart and passion for God that she inspires me to seek after God’s heart even more. I just love her.
Me with Kayci! She wasn’t our speaker this year, but it was still so good to see her and talk for a few minutes. My girls absolutely love her and I love knowing that they have strong Godly role models to follow.
Speaking of my girls… we had fun at the conference together. Just being away from the distraction of boys and outside stressors is so great for the girls so I love when we do these all-girl events.
Some of my sweet girls!
As the Father has loved Me, so have I loved you. Now remain in My love… [John 15:9-17]