If you’ve ever lost a little one early on in pregnancy, I think you’ll find comfort in Kate’s insight. Read it here.
Author: Stacie
{this moment}
{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you’re inspired to do the same, visit Soulemama to leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for all to find and see.
A Conversation
One of my favorite things about kids is listening to their conversations, especially a conversation between two kids. Here’s a recent favorite. (Just a note: these are not typos…this is what the two of them said to one another, which is what makes their conversation so incredibly precious.)
Gillian (two years older than Joseph) said to Joseph, “I can pick you up.”
Joseph replied, “Really?”
“Yeah, here.” And she did. Again and again and again.
Fast forward 45 minutes and we were now in the parking lot getting ready to leave. Joseph politely asked, “Gillian, can you pick me up again?”
“Sure!” She gently laid down her notebook and pen. She grabbed a hold of Joseph and lifted him off the ground. She took a tentative step with him in her arms. Then another. Then she bravely decided to twirl. Down, down, down they both went, Joseph landing on top of her. They burst into giggles.
“That was on accident!” Gillian exclaimed.
Joseph continued to giggle. “Will you pick me up again? But I don’t want to fall this time! Could you be careful not to fall me?”
“I told you. That was on accident. Here I’ll pick you up again.”
“Okay, but promise not to fall me.”
Daybook
Outside my window…the sun is shining. The days are getting shorter. Autumn is on its way.
I am thankful for…a respite from the heat and the hope of a cool fall. The beginning of our week was so beautiful, we enjoyed our lunch outdoors. We were even lucky enough to have Marjorie join us on one of those days…
I am reflecting…on St. Therese’s words, “You know that the Lord does not look at the greatness or difficulty of our action, but at the love with which you do it. What, then, have you to fear?”
From the kitchen…Italian Sausage and bean soup…it’s good, I promise.
I am wearing…jean shorts and a tan tank-top.
I am creating…some alphabet and alphabet sound cards for our tabletop pocket chart.
I am still reading…Karen Andreola’s A Charlotte Mason Companion and slowly working my way through Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat Pray Love.
I am hearing…Daxson talking to William and Joseph reciting lines from Mary Poppins.
Around the house…tomorrow the painting outdoors begins!
One of my favorite things…William’s newest response to all questions. “O-tay. ‘Ere we go.” It’s his standard response…William, do you want some applesauce? O-tay. ‘Ere we go. William, do you want another push in the swing? O-tay. ‘Ere we go. And then sometimes he starts the conversation…”Mommy time.” “You want mommy time?” “O-tay. ‘Ere we go.”
Here are some pictures I thought worth sharing…
This week we had the privelege of visiting St. Thomas More’s atrium. Mrs. Lippincott and Gillian took the time to teach Joseph a few things about practical life. Then Joseph discovered the puzzles and happily chatted away to Gillian as he took them apart and put them back together.
Rain, rain, inspire me
Two little boys. Lots of energy. Lots of rain. We were stuck inside. Rain, rain, inspire me…
How about an obstacle course? Yep, that’ll use lots of energy.
Jump as high as you can four times…Hop on that cushion…Beat that instrument…
Hop on the couch three times (yes, I said you can hop on the couch)…Go under the easel…
Ride the horse…faster, faster…
Through the tunnel and into the tent…

Whew! I’m worn out! What? You two are not? Hmmm…
How about some hopping?
What else can we do? I know! A rainy day is perfect for painting…
Oh, thank goodness! Here comes the sun (and some cool fall weather)!
The Internet
I’ve often thought these same thoughts, but Kate’s done such a fine job of putting it into writing, that I won’t attempt to do it myself.
{this moment}
{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you’re inspired to do the same, visit Soulemama to leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for all to find and see.
It’s Raining and Pouring
{this moment}
Technically, I don’t have to use any words here…I’m meant to capture the moment by photo, but I feel like I should explain this one. Joseph loves Mary Poppins and Bert. He loves to sing like them, to dance like them, to dress like them. Every object in our house has become a costume possibility…pots are wonderful hats; mops make excellent umbrellas. This towel is no different. After my shower last night, he saw it on my head and exclaimed, “I must have that hat! It will be perfect for Mary Poppins!”
{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you’re inspired to do the same, visit Soulemama to leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for all to find and see.
Daybook
Outside my window…it’s raining.
I am thankful for…fresh raspberries from Grandma Nury. What a delicious end of summer treat!
From the learning rooms…we’re doing lots of reading! Today we read a new story from Puerto Rico about the tiger and the monkey. Upon seeing the title, Joseph eagerly grabbed his finger puppets so he could act out the story as it was read. I love his enthusiasm!
From the kitchen…lentil soup…one of our favorites.
I am wearing…blue shorts and a pink shirt. I don’t match…again.
I am creating…a new language arts plan for Joseph.
I am still reading…Karen Andreola’s A Charlotte Mason Companion and slowly working my way through Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat Pray Love.
I am hearing…the hum of the air conditioner. Everyone is sleeping.
Around the house…just need to put away our atrium supplies and set up our prayer table again.
One of my favorite things…listening to Joseph talk on the phone to Grandma and Grandpa.
A few plans for the rest of the week: It’s Friday night. This week is almost over.
Here is a picture I thought worth sharing…
On Daxson’s birthday, we had a delicious chocolate cake. William couldn’t eat that cake fast enough…even with two forks!






























