Sunday, August 14, 2011

Kids Say the Darndest Things, Part IV

Whenever we collect 12 or more sidebar quotes from the boys, the oldest ten are archived into a post. You can find the previous editions in the following links: Part I  Part II  Part III


Carter - "I'm rich with cookies!"
Carter is always thinking about money and wealth. It's kind of bizarre. We made a batch of chocolate chip cookies and this was his way of saying that we had a lot of cookies.

Carter - "My watch isn't water-proof; it's dry-proof."
I love the way kids think in terms of opposites.

Jordan - "What if meat was meant to make strong buildings?"
Jordan is a little philosopher. 'What if' is one of his favorite games. I really wonder where he was going with this one though. Doesn't sounds very pleasant...Carrion Tower?
  
Jordan - "Mommy, sometimes I'm having such a good day that I like to think about my life and how special it is."
I think this quote is an older one - maybe as old as two years ago. But it made us happy enough to write it down on a sheet of paper in our car when it happened...and here it is.
  
Carter - "If we have a kid I would name him 'Plain Jane' "
Jordan and Carter had lots of opinions on naming Davis. Jordan HATED the name Davis for a while. Carter wanted to name him "Carter". When we shot that down, Plain Jane was his next choice. This was before we knew that we were having a boy; when Carter says 'kid', he means a boy. Heaven knows what his choice was for a girl.

Jordan - "Did you know if you eat a real eyeball it would be pretty gross?"
Jordan the philosopher, again. He'll usually say a statement like this and then open his eyes really wide while nodding up and down, as if to say, "I know exactly what I'm talking about!"

Jordan - "The caterpillars will turn into raccoons!"
Hmm...Biology 101, according to a first-grader. I'm sure he meant cocoon, but it was still perplexing.

Jordan - "Eeek! He rains toys and stuff."
Carter and Jordan were playing. Carter filled his pants and shirt with small toys. He then walked over to Jordan and opened his shirt and pants to make everything fall out. This was Jordan's honest (and slightly stunned) reaction.

Carter - "Marshmallow power is REAL!"
Every little boy believes he has super powers. Apparently Carter acquires them when he eats Lucky Charms.

Daddy - "Do you want chicken or gnocchi for dinner?" Carter - "What's chicken?"
We've probably had more positive responses to this quote than any other. What's really strange about this exchange is that Carter doesn't like gnocchi and chicken nuggets are his favorite! It was just one of those funny 'brain fail' moments that will never be duplicated. Also, how many 5-year-old boys know what gnocchi is? Good eats at the Hedgecock's.

Niner, Niner

I'm starting to get the distinct impression that Cyn and I are starting to age. We marked our ninth anniversary last week (hooray, us!). It doesn't seem that long ago that we met...unless you compare the pictures...

August 2002

August 2011

I know that second picture isn't very formal, but we (for whatever reason) don't have very many pictures of just the two of us. Carter took this one, and I'm honestly surprised at how well it turned out. I think we showed more of our natural personalities for the pic because we didn't think the pic would turn out.


We had family over during our anniversary and our initial plan of seeing Les Miserables was unreasonable because of Davis so it was hard to celebrate this year. However, when I came home from work, Cynthia had a cute little dinner set up for us on the balcony. There are nine tea lights on the ledge, one for each year. The idea was to have a private dinner, but Jordan and Carter were intent on foiling that plan. Still, it was a nice family dinner.

For the record, I made a wonderful choice nine years ago. I can't imagine a better lady to happily work through life with. I am deeply in love with her and grateful for the happiness she brings to all around her.

Memorable 4th - Lost at Lost Lake

Yes, this entry is about the fourth of July; I am that far behind.

Be careful what you wish for; it's a true statement. And after our Fourth of July this year, I doubt TLC (The Lovely Cynthia) will ever pray for a 'memorable day' ever again.

TLC's parents were still in town to enjoy Independence Day with us. We lit our fireworks on the 2nd, so we had the entire day to do what we wanted. My Mother-in-Law wanted to go to Mt Hood as it was the last tourist location to mark off on her Oregon list. We decided to find Lost Lake as we'd never been there before and we'd heard that it was a nice spot. Before leaving, TLC said a quick prayer that we would have a memorable trip. Oops.

First mistake: not buying a GPS. Instead, I was burying my head in the Google Maps printouts trying to figure out where my next turn was. This took my attention away from the speedometer, which apparently showed 68...in a 45 zone. The ticket was $400, which I tried to get reduced, but couldn't because it was in a Safety Corridor which Oregon law is very strict about. That's two tickets within 6 months; both of which could have been prevented if I had owned a stupid GPS. Guess what I want for Christmas?

Second mistake: approaching Lost Lake (which is on the North side of Mt Hood) from the West side. We had to go though back roads in the forest to get to the lake and we were never quite sure if we were on the correct road. I think we traveled for 12 miles on unpaved and unmarked roads. We were probably lost, but we had to keep pressing on. You could feel the tension in the car. Everyone was doubting whether I'd get them to the destination safely - especially after the speeding ticket I just got.

We did eventually get to Lost Lake though. It was much later in the day than we planned, but we made the best of it.


Jordan and Carter went fishing,


we walked around with the family,


and took some photos of the view. 

Third mistake: not bringing instructions for the drive back home. We thought it would be pretty easy, but as we didn't come in from the North side, we didn't know which roads to take. So, naturally, we got lost AGAIN. I'm pretty sure this is why the lake is named Lost.


This is the video we took when we were lost the second time. It's not extremely interesting, but it does show the kinds of scary roads we were lost on.

One bright spot though was that we got to see Mt Adams for the first time. What a beautiful place we live in.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Tooth Fairy Knocks Twice

Carter lost his first tooth. I can't tell you how excited he has been for this day. Ever since he saw a certain episode of Tiny Toons where Dizzy gets cash for a tooth, he has realized that losing teeth can be a lucrative source of revenue. I think he secretly wishes that every tooth would fall out today; Carter is extremely financially minded and would do almost anything to gain the filthy lucre.

I made a big mistake this time. In our home, we have to "call" the Tooth Fairy on the phone and 'schedule a delivery' to appease the boys (it's a long story). I "called" the Tooth Fairy but then I FORGOT TO DELIVER! Carter was absolutely distraught the next day. I must do better next time.

Well, that makes two boys actively losing teeth. Those orthodontia bills are so close it scares me.

Money, money, money, moneeeeeyyy! MONAAAA-aay!

Ma

This is my paternal grandmother, Cinda Lenore Hedgecock, or "Ma" as I grew up calling her. She passed away July 11th, and I miss her. I haven't seen her in many years and I regret not having a chance to show her my young family again.

In 18 months I have lost both my grandmothers and I took Ma's passing especially hard. Two notes to all you readers out there: Facebook is a terrible way to spread news of someone's passing, and ALWAYS have a funeral to provide closure for loved ones.

My favorite memories of Ma are all times when we had one on one time; a day birdwatching together, a long chat over the phone when I was 16, the many times she pointed out my good qualities, etc. Though the distance in miles was great between us for most of my life, I know she cared about me and my development. I guess that's why grandmas are so wonderful.

I wish I had a chance to pay my respects to her. But this post will have to do. When I heard the news, I went home early and picked up peaches, Oreos, and Fig Newtons - all items that remind me of Ma. We ate them together as I shared stories to the boys of their great-grandmother.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Cookie Perfection

Last November, I posted about the magical properties of brining a Thanksgiving turkey. The post began like this:
If there were one culinary lesson I could teach the world, it would be "how to bake a cookie". Most people have made cookies before, but very few have done it correctly. But if there were a SECOND culinary lesson I could teach the world, it would be "how to brine a Thanksgiving turkey".
Well, grab your spatulas...today's the day I teach the world to bake a superior chocolate chip cookie. One thing you've got to realize about me though, is that I love cooking, physics, and I'm a complete nerd. Nathan Myrvold's new book would be in my collection if I had the funds. So, this may be more in-depth than your average cookie recipe. In fact, I won't even be giving you a recipe in this post. The techniques of cookie baking are universal.

When I think of a well-made cookie, I think of structure.  But not just any structure, a cookie is kind of like this:
Nobody sneeze.

You see, baking a cookie is a complex exercise of creating and preserving structure in a volatile substance. For a cookie, those substances are air and butter.

I am happiness.

Creaming butter, sugar, and one egg together to make a house of cards isn't easy unless you've been taught how, so various cookie recipes try to compensate for this lack of knowledge by incorporating the cardinal sin of cookie baking: shortening. Every time a cookie is made with shortening, a kitty dies. Think of the kitties.

I don't have a problem with shortening - it is fantastic in shortening gluten strands for things like biscuits. But cookies are about structure; you don't want to reduce structure by shortening gluten strands in the flour! Plus, cookies made with shortening taste terrible. I won't eat them.

The other cardinal sin of baking a cookie is leaving the mixer on too long. If your mixer is on for more than 5 minutes total, you're breaking down structure. A related note, scraper beaters won't work on cookies because they don't allow the butter and sugar to cream properly.

So, how is the house of cards made?

Step 1 - Make sure your butter is COLD. Cut it into pieces and cream it on high for about 2 minutes in your mixer. The butter will turn a pale yellow when complete.


It is imperative that the butter be cold (maybe even the beater and the bowl) or the butter will never withstand the friction caused by the mixer. Remember, all structure is based in the butter; melted butter doesn't hold air.

Creaming the butter is, by far, the scariest process of making a cookie. You want to cream the butter really well but not melt it. Most people are afraid of that trade-off, so they only cream the butter about 1 minute and the butter looks like the above picture. Sorry, that's not enough time. The butter isn't smooth enough yet. Try creaming until the butter looks pale yellow like this:
Now that's gonna be good. And I promise this is the same butter, same mixer, same camera.

Step 2 - Scrape the sides. Add sugars, vanilla, salt. Cream on medium for 2 minutes (or until lump free). Scrape sides again.

Well, we've all been here and know what to do. The sugar crystals are pushed through the fat, adding air and softening the butter. The lumps are beaten out, and the mixture becomes light and more absorbent.

Step 3 - Mix (low speed) an egg that is at ROOM TEMPERATURE into the batter for 15 seconds. Scrape sides.

An egg lightens the batter, leavens a little bit, and adds (what else...) structure. Why room temperature? Because a cold egg causes the batter to lump, which gives cookies a broken appearance. When I make cookies, the first thing I do to prep is put a cold egg in a cup of hot water; it's sufficiently warm by the time I need the egg.

Step 4 - Add a blend of flour and baking soda. Mix (low speed) until just incorporated, about 30 seconds. Scrape sides.

Hopefully, your batter looks something like this:

Fluffy and light, but with a noticeable structure. Sorry for the blurry image. (I was in a hurry to preserve structure)

Step 5 - Add chocolate chunks. Notice that I didn't say chocolate chips. Mix (low speed) until just incorporated, about 15 seconds.


Here are the chocolate chunks I use. I still think they're a little small. When the batter is baking and melting the house of cards that you so carefully created, the thing that will save it is the chocolate chunks. The bigger they are, the more structure you will have in the cookie.

Step 6 - Place parchment paper on cookie tray. Drop the dough, bake at 350 for about 12 minutes or golden brown.

Parchment paper is really important here. It slows the melting process on the bottom of the cookie so it doesn't turn into a thin pool of crispness. Not only that, it's really easy to remove the cookies from the tray!

So that's it. A few tricks, and you too will have perfect looking, perfect tasting cookies. No Crisco aftertaste, crisp on the outside, gooey on the inside, fluffy, golden brown, and above all...a beautiful structure.

My Preferred Cookie Recipe

If you want a good chocolate chip cookie recipe, below is the one I use. Just use the techniques I described above and you'll be alright. Oh, make sure the baking soda and flour are well mixed before being added to the batter.

This recipe comes from Sherry Yard's The Secrets of Baking. Sherry is not only one of the best pastry chefs in the country, she's also a great educator. This book won a James Beard award (the Oscars of cooking). If you want to be able to make any dessert on earth, this is the book for you.


Chocolate Chip Cookies

1.5 cups flour
.5 teaspoon baking soda
.25 lb (one stick) cold unsalted butter
.5 cup plus 2 tablespoons sugar
.5 cup plus 2 tablespoons light brown sugar
.25 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 large egg at room temperature
7 ounces bittersweet chocolate, cut into .5 inch chunks

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Davis' Blessing


Davis was blessed in church today. At 2.5 weeks, he was the youngest of our boys at the time of their blessing; Jordan and Carter were both just under two months old. I probably would have waited another month with Davis too, but by having the blessing today, Grandma and Grandpa Shamo were in attendance!


 Now there's a happy crowd. It's been a good day.


Davis' blessing had similar elements to Jordan's and Carter's (same papa, you know), but Davis was blessed with a few unique elements; a sharp and keen intellect, a deep trust in his Heavenly Father, and the ability to be a peacemaker.

Blessing Outfit

Eight years ago, my Mom made a blessing outfit for Jordan. Carter wore the same outfit for his blessing in 2006. Today as I was dressing Davis in the same garment, I forgot that the suit was made by my Mom; it's so beautiful that I thought we purchased it from one of those 'all-white' stores in Utah. Here are the other boys on the day of their baby blessings.

Here's our towhead, Jordan

We got this cute hat back in 2003 for the suit, but Carter was the only one with a head large enough to fill it out!

Who's the Boss?

Thanks to the Kids Bowl Free program, I've gone bowling with the boys a few times this summer. Carter is finally old enough now that the arcade portion of the bowling alley is no longer more enticing than the bowling lane, so we're actually able to get in 6 games (2 for each of us) for just a $4 shoe rental. Cha-ching.

The problem in bowling with a 5 and 7 year old is that they want strikes or spares on every frame. To keep them motivated when that doesn't happen, I've got to be an energetic cheerleader. "Way to hit that gutter!", "Oooh, you almost had it that time!", "Way to go!", "Knock the crap out of those pins!", etc.

My new cheerleading slogan that I tried the other day was "show those pins who's boss!" The first time I said it, I had to explain what I meant, but the boys seemed to like it. I said it a few times that night and the boys started saying it too.

Near the end of the 2nd game, Carter picked up his ball, looked back at me and said pompously, "I'll show those pins who's boss!" He then moseyed to the foul line, prepped the ball, and before releasing he yelled "JESUS is the BOSS!"