Daybook

Outside my window…the sun is shining, a breeze is blowing and four happy little children are running around, chasing one another.

I am remembering…our conversation this morning:

William: I’m going to be a geologist when I grow up.

Me: Oh really? That would be an interesting job.

Andrew: Ask me what I’m going to be.

Me: What are you going to do when you grow up?

Andrew: Oh, I’m going to be a dinosaur.

Pause.

Me: Do you mean a scientist who studies dinosaurs?

Andrew: A paleontologist?

Me: Yes, is that what you mean?

Andrew: (giving me a very strange look and speaking slowly) No, I’m going to be a T-Rex

I am wondering…we made the switch to cloth napkins about a year ago. Yesterday I caught myself about to throw away a cloth napkin…I guess old habits are hard to break. Now I’m wondering if Daxson or I have mindlessly thrown any cloth napkins away by accident. Think it’s time to revisit this post: something lost, something gained.

I am thankful…for another little book lover.

In the refrigerator…our farmer’s market finds.

I am wearing…black yoga pants and a burgundy Express t-shirt.

I am creating…Advent plans. Tossing around the idea of a Christmas Around the World plan. Any ideas you’d like to share?

We are celebrating…my birthday! The boys dressed me up (hence the purple bow), treated me to a special spa session (this spa uses A LOT of lotion), and humored me while decorating cupcakes with ice cream and toppings.

I am reading…The Reading Promise by Alice Ozma and I am thoroughly enjoying it, however it is taking me FOREVER to finish…I am embarrassed to admit that I have a new addiction…the show Once Upon a Time…I’m on episode 12 of Season 2 and I just can’t kick the habit…I was hooked after just one episode. Every night I wait for all the kiddos to be sound asleep and then I flip the switch on my Kindle and lose myself in Storybrooke, Maine.

I am thinking…about November Grace. I am especially reflecting on this thought, “Can we follow the example of G. K. Chesterton, who wrote: “ You say grace before meals. Alright. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink.” Grace in everything. Gratitude all the time, without ceasing.” Hmm, grace in everything. Surely I can find that.

In our learning room…finally moving into the Middle Ages…so many exciting things to come…knights and castles, King Arthur and the printing press. Finally broke out the watercolors for nature study again…long overdue.