I immediately withdrew the moment the joke was mad I immediately withdrew the moment the joke was made.

The rest of church was a blur as my mind replayed the words over and over. All I could think about was our daughter. She’s getting to the age where she will understand these comments. And then what?

This isn’t the first time we’ve heard adoption used as the punchline of a joke.

During our state-required adoption education, we were taught how to respond when someone makes a joke, rude comment, assumption, or insensitive remark about adoption. We were given several options: respond with humor, educate, share our experience, or choose not to engage.

But one thing was made very clear: how you respond matters.

Your child is watching, whether you realize it or not. The foundation for how they will navigate these moments when we’re not beside them starts with what they see us do today.

So today, I’m choosing to educate because it matters.

I truly don’t believe most people intend to hurt others or make them uncomfortable with their words. I think many simply don’t understand the impact those words can have on adoptees, birth families, and adoptive families.

I wish more people talked openly about adoption. I wish more families helped teach their children what is appropriate to say—and what isn’t.

My hope is that conversations like this can be a starting point. 🩷

Because adoption is not a joke. It’s someone’s story.
#idahomom #ldsliving #adoptivemom #languagematters family
Our kindergarten graduate🥹😭🩷✨ Each milestone with Our kindergarten graduate🥹😭🩷✨

Each milestone with Elsie brings me back to that first moment in the hospital holding our baby girl. I looked into her crystal blue eyes and imagined all the wonderful things she would do. I dreamed of these moments and knew with every fiber of my soul that she would shine brightly and spread joy wherever she went✨ She continues to be our sunshine girl☀️ She worked so hard, never complained about going to school, made new friends, got back up when she fell, and always tried to look at the bright side of life💛 We could not be prouder of her and more importantly I love seeing how proud she is of herself and how her confidence has grown💖 I’m so excited for 77 days with this sweet girl and her little sister😍 Bring on the fun🎉
How sweet it is to be loved by them💕 Eternally gra How sweet it is to be loved by them💕 Eternally grateful for my miracle girls and that I get to me their mama🥹
San Diego photo dump part 1☀️🩵🌺🌴🌊🐚 My heart felt San Diego photo dump part 1☀️🩵🌺🌴🌊🐚

My heart felt so happy to board a plane with our little fam and getaway to the ocean for a few days💗 Ever since I was a little girl I have loved to travel. It is my happy place and I love sharing that love with our girls🥹 Elsie is happiest on an airplane and the beach too haha!! Days 1 & 2 were spent gathering seashells, chasing seagulls, jumping waves and hitting up some carnival games at Belmont Park✨ Della was unsure about the sand but discovered she LOVED getting pelted by the waves😂 Her belly laugh could be heard a mile away! Hudson won Elsie a dragon stuffed animal to add to the collection😅
Infertility awareness week The one week a year th Infertility awareness week

The one week a year the world catches a glimpse of our reality. The hell I’ve endured the last 8 years. The highest of highs and the crash out. Since being pregnant there has been a “pause” for me. This beautiful bubble that I’ve been able to live in. Where for a while I can forget what lurks deep inside. I can pretend I didn’t spend 7 years breaking parts of my mind, body and soul. Both of our girls have brought a beautiful gift of peace✨ They remind me that despite the unknowns and uncertainty there is so much hope and happiness🤍 I’ve been quiet on social media the last year as it’s been hard to put into words the joy I feel and also the anticipation of what pregnancy maybe meant for my infertility. Despite our doctor’s very candid convo that pregnancy didn’t equal any kind of healing. I’ve been hopeful the last 15 months that my body now will have an easier time now. However, for me infertility is still ongoing. While my journey isn’t over I feel so much different than the girl in these clips. I wish I could hug her… tell her everything will be ok❤️‍🩹 I have perspective now that allows me to TRUST that whatever the future holds I’m going to be more than ok💕❤️ Thank you to everyone who has been on this journey with us and continues to❤️ So grateful for my village. #infertilityawareness infertility journey #infertilitysupport infertility therapist Idaho counselor
Surgery was a success for our little Della Rue💗 I Surgery was a success for our little Della Rue💗

I’m not sure anything could have prepared us for her being carried out into the surgical wing and her waking up from anesthesia🙈 I’m not going to sugar coat it… it was brutal. Della takes after me in the anesthesia department and it was a rough go getting her to wake up😅 6 hours and 1 meatball later, she was finally alert and calm🩷 We feel so grateful for the changes we have already noticed in her🥹 Della’s hearing inconsistencies and loss has led to her struggling to speak. We have been hopeful that she surgery would help eliminate fluid and pressure in her ears. She began saying “mama” that night and since then has said “Dada” to Hudson, “uh oh” “wow” “hi” and has begun to mimic what we say😭🎉 We are floored. Her recovery has been pretty smooth and we are in awe of her resilience! We are so grateful for all the thoughtful messages, check ins, and meals🥹 We have the best village🩷🩷🩷
Hoppy Easter🐰💕🐣🌷☀️ Grateful for my Savior and the Hoppy Easter🐰💕🐣🌷☀️ Grateful for my Savior and the week we spent celebrating Him. So much family time with my loves🥹 My heart is so full🩷
“Mom we can’t leave yet! They haven’t determined t “Mom we can’t leave yet! They haven’t determined the winners!!!” -Elsie Mae 

Proud doesn’t even begin to cover it🥹 If you know Elsie you know physical touch is not her thing. So when we late signed up for Judo I honestly wasn’t sure we wouldn’t be back after the first practice😅 She has worked hard, gone outside of her comfort zone, was so brave, and made it through her first Judo tournament!! She was adamant we stayed until they “determined the winners” and I’m glad we listened because she got second place and was BEYOND proud of herself🥹💗 Ended the day with the BEST Filipino food family style😍 She rocked that medal all day long and yes we did have to convince her not to wear it to bed but church might be another battle😅 Love our sunshine girl💛
Motherhood is messy… It’s late nights. Early morni Motherhood is messy…
It’s late nights. Early mornings. Getting puked on. Blow ups and blow outs. It’s counting to three. Wondering if you’re doing things “right”. Making mistakes. Getting do-overs. It’s sticky fingers and changing outfits for the 3rd time. Motherhood forces me to see past the messy house, and the pile of laundry that needs to be folded. To cherish moments that are perfectly imperfect💗 To laugh and play dress up with Della before bedtime after the longest day caring for a sick baby. My girls give me perspective and appreciation for these magical moments of motherhood💕 

Motherhood #girlmom therapist #maternalmentalhealth idaho mom
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Food · June 18, 2023

Spiced Bourbon Cherry Pie (Gluten + Refined Sugar Free)

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Spiced Bourbon Cherry Pie (Gluten-Free)

Kissed with whiskey and a hint of cinnamon and chile and nestled in a gluten-free, whole-grain crust, this wildly flavorful dessert will make all your spiced bourbon cherry pie dreams come true.

Crust:

  • 1/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons ice water
  • 1/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons buttermilk
  • 3/4 cup sweet white rice flour
  • 1/2 cup gluten-free oat flour
  • 1/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons millet flour
  • 1/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons cornstarch
  • 3 tablespoons tapioca flour
  • 4 tablespoons finely ground white chia seed
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons organic granulated dried cane juice
  • 3/4 teaspoon fine sea salt
  • 12 tablespoons cold unsalted butter, (sliced 1⁄4" thick)

Filling:

  • 6 cups pitted sweet cherries (fresh or frozen; about 2 ½ pounds)
  • 3/4 cup organic granulated dried cane juice
  • 1/4 cup cornstarch
  • ½ teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/8 teaspoon ground cayenne
  • 1/8 teaspoon fine sea salt
  • 3 tablespoons bourbon whiskey

For Finishing:

  • 1 tbsp milk or cream
  • 1 tbsp smoked sugar or coarse sugar
  • vanilla ice cream (for serving)

Make the crust:

  1. Combine the ice water and buttermilk in a small pitcher and chill until needed. In the bowl of a food processor, combine the sweet rice, oat, and millet flours with the cornstarch, tapioca flour, ground chia seed, sugar, and salt. Scatter the butter pieces over the top and place the lid on the food processor, but don’t process yet! Simultaneously pour the cold buttermilk mixture through the feed tube in a slow and steady stream while pulsing the food processor all the while until all the liquid is added and the butter is broken down into chunks of varying sizes from tiny peas to lima beans. The dough should hold together when squeezed; if it needs more liquid to come together, gently pulse in a tablespoon or two more ice water.
  2. Press the dough into a ball, flatten into a disc in a large piece of plastic wrap, wrap tightly, and chill for up to 3 days.
  3. Let the dough soften at room temperature for 10 – 20 minutes to make it easier to roll. On a surface dusted lightly with oat flour, roll the chilled dough out into a rough square that is about ¼” thick. As you work, dust the top of the dough with oat flour, using a dry pastry brush to sweep away the excess. If the dough begins to stick to the work surface, use a bench scraper to move it to one side, dust the surface with more flour, and return the dough to the surface to continue rolling. Don’t worry if the dough crumbles and wants to fall apart, just press it back together. Once the dough is rolled out, fold it in thirds like folding a letter, then roll it up from a skinny end into a loose spiral. Gently press to flatten it slightly, and chill for 30 minutes. Optionally (preferably), repeat this step once more. The dough will get smoother and easier to work with as you make these turns.
  4. Divide the dough into two portions of approximately two-thirds and one third. Roll the larger piece of dough into a 12-inch round, dusting with flour as needed to prevent sticking, and ease the dough into a 9-inch pie plate. Trim the dough to a ¾-inch overhang and fold it under itself. Crimp the crust with your thumbs and forefingers, and prick the bottom all over with the tines of a fork. Chill until firm, at least 30 minutes, or wrap and chill for up to 1 day.
  5. On a surface dusted lightly with oat flour, roll out the smaller piece of dough to a 9-inch (23-cround about 1⁄4-inch (6-mthick. Use a fluted cookie cutter or biscuit cutter (or small glasto cut out shapes measuring about 2-inches in diameter. Place the dough shapes on a small baking sheet lined with parchment paper and chill until firm, 20 minutes. Optionally, press the dough scraps together, wrap and chill until firm, and repeat the rolling/cutting process once more.

Make the pie:

  1. Position a rack in the lower third of the oven, top with a baking stone if you’ve got one and preheat to 425ºF (220ºC). Line a rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper for easy cleanup.
  2. To make the filling, in a large bowl whisk together the sugar, cornstarch, cinnamon, cayenne, and salt to combine. Add the cherries and bourbon, tossing to combine, and let sit 10-20 minutes to draw out the juices a bit.
  3. Spoon the fruit and juices into the chilled crust, smoothing it flat. Place the chilled dough shapes over the top of the fruit, overlapping them slightly and leaving lots of windows for the steam to escape. Brush the rounds with the cream or milk and sprinkle with the smoked or coarse sugar.
  4. Place the pie on the lined baking sheet and slide into the oven on the baking stone. Bake at 425ºF (220ºC) for 15 minutes, then decrease the oven temperature to 375ºF (190ºC) and continue baking until the crust is golden and the fruit is bubbling thickly, 35–50 more minutes. (Err on the side of overbaking lest you wind up with soupy filling that doesn’t set.) Let the pie cool completely to set the fruit, at least 2 hours, then cut into wedges and serve at room temperature with ice cream. The pie is best shortly after baking and will keep at room temperature for up to 1 day, or refrigerated for up to 3 days.

Recipe & Image from BojonGourmet.com

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I immediately withdrew the moment the joke was mad I immediately withdrew the moment the joke was made.

The rest of church was a blur as my mind replayed the words over and over. All I could think about was our daughter. She’s getting to the age where she will understand these comments. And then what?

This isn’t the first time we’ve heard adoption used as the punchline of a joke.

During our state-required adoption education, we were taught how to respond when someone makes a joke, rude comment, assumption, or insensitive remark about adoption. We were given several options: respond with humor, educate, share our experience, or choose not to engage.

But one thing was made very clear: how you respond matters.

Your child is watching, whether you realize it or not. The foundation for how they will navigate these moments when we’re not beside them starts with what they see us do today.

So today, I’m choosing to educate because it matters.

I truly don’t believe most people intend to hurt others or make them uncomfortable with their words. I think many simply don’t understand the impact those words can have on adoptees, birth families, and adoptive families.

I wish more people talked openly about adoption. I wish more families helped teach their children what is appropriate to say—and what isn’t.

My hope is that conversations like this can be a starting point. 🩷

Because adoption is not a joke. It’s someone’s story.
#idahomom #ldsliving #adoptivemom #languagematters family
Our kindergarten graduate🥹😭🩷✨ Each milestone with Our kindergarten graduate🥹😭🩷✨

Each milestone with Elsie brings me back to that first moment in the hospital holding our baby girl. I looked into her crystal blue eyes and imagined all the wonderful things she would do. I dreamed of these moments and knew with every fiber of my soul that she would shine brightly and spread joy wherever she went✨ She continues to be our sunshine girl☀️ She worked so hard, never complained about going to school, made new friends, got back up when she fell, and always tried to look at the bright side of life💛 We could not be prouder of her and more importantly I love seeing how proud she is of herself and how her confidence has grown💖 I’m so excited for 77 days with this sweet girl and her little sister😍 Bring on the fun🎉
How sweet it is to be loved by them💕 Eternally gra How sweet it is to be loved by them💕 Eternally grateful for my miracle girls and that I get to me their mama🥹
San Diego photo dump part 1☀️🩵🌺🌴🌊🐚 My heart felt San Diego photo dump part 1☀️🩵🌺🌴🌊🐚

My heart felt so happy to board a plane with our little fam and getaway to the ocean for a few days💗 Ever since I was a little girl I have loved to travel. It is my happy place and I love sharing that love with our girls🥹 Elsie is happiest on an airplane and the beach too haha!! Days 1 & 2 were spent gathering seashells, chasing seagulls, jumping waves and hitting up some carnival games at Belmont Park✨ Della was unsure about the sand but discovered she LOVED getting pelted by the waves😂 Her belly laugh could be heard a mile away! Hudson won Elsie a dragon stuffed animal to add to the collection😅
Infertility awareness week The one week a year th Infertility awareness week

The one week a year the world catches a glimpse of our reality. The hell I’ve endured the last 8 years. The highest of highs and the crash out. Since being pregnant there has been a “pause” for me. This beautiful bubble that I’ve been able to live in. Where for a while I can forget what lurks deep inside. I can pretend I didn’t spend 7 years breaking parts of my mind, body and soul. Both of our girls have brought a beautiful gift of peace✨ They remind me that despite the unknowns and uncertainty there is so much hope and happiness🤍 I’ve been quiet on social media the last year as it’s been hard to put into words the joy I feel and also the anticipation of what pregnancy maybe meant for my infertility. Despite our doctor’s very candid convo that pregnancy didn’t equal any kind of healing. I’ve been hopeful the last 15 months that my body now will have an easier time now. However, for me infertility is still ongoing. While my journey isn’t over I feel so much different than the girl in these clips. I wish I could hug her… tell her everything will be ok❤️‍🩹 I have perspective now that allows me to TRUST that whatever the future holds I’m going to be more than ok💕❤️ Thank you to everyone who has been on this journey with us and continues to❤️ So grateful for my village. #infertilityawareness infertility journey #infertilitysupport infertility therapist Idaho counselor
Surgery was a success for our little Della Rue💗 I Surgery was a success for our little Della Rue💗

I’m not sure anything could have prepared us for her being carried out into the surgical wing and her waking up from anesthesia🙈 I’m not going to sugar coat it… it was brutal. Della takes after me in the anesthesia department and it was a rough go getting her to wake up😅 6 hours and 1 meatball later, she was finally alert and calm🩷 We feel so grateful for the changes we have already noticed in her🥹 Della’s hearing inconsistencies and loss has led to her struggling to speak. We have been hopeful that she surgery would help eliminate fluid and pressure in her ears. She began saying “mama” that night and since then has said “Dada” to Hudson, “uh oh” “wow” “hi” and has begun to mimic what we say😭🎉 We are floored. Her recovery has been pretty smooth and we are in awe of her resilience! We are so grateful for all the thoughtful messages, check ins, and meals🥹 We have the best village🩷🩷🩷
Hoppy Easter🐰💕🐣🌷☀️ Grateful for my Savior and the Hoppy Easter🐰💕🐣🌷☀️ Grateful for my Savior and the week we spent celebrating Him. So much family time with my loves🥹 My heart is so full🩷
“Mom we can’t leave yet! They haven’t determined t “Mom we can’t leave yet! They haven’t determined the winners!!!” -Elsie Mae 

Proud doesn’t even begin to cover it🥹 If you know Elsie you know physical touch is not her thing. So when we late signed up for Judo I honestly wasn’t sure we wouldn’t be back after the first practice😅 She has worked hard, gone outside of her comfort zone, was so brave, and made it through her first Judo tournament!! She was adamant we stayed until they “determined the winners” and I’m glad we listened because she got second place and was BEYOND proud of herself🥹💗 Ended the day with the BEST Filipino food family style😍 She rocked that medal all day long and yes we did have to convince her not to wear it to bed but church might be another battle😅 Love our sunshine girl💛
Motherhood is messy… It’s late nights. Early morni Motherhood is messy…
It’s late nights. Early mornings. Getting puked on. Blow ups and blow outs. It’s counting to three. Wondering if you’re doing things “right”. Making mistakes. Getting do-overs. It’s sticky fingers and changing outfits for the 3rd time. Motherhood forces me to see past the messy house, and the pile of laundry that needs to be folded. To cherish moments that are perfectly imperfect💗 To laugh and play dress up with Della before bedtime after the longest day caring for a sick baby. My girls give me perspective and appreciation for these magical moments of motherhood💕 

Motherhood #girlmom therapist #maternalmentalhealth idaho mom
5 years ago today we were sealed together as a fam 5 years ago today we were sealed together as a family🥹🤍🤍🤍🤍

So grateful for them and for an eternity loving them. They make my world go round.

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