1. Justin has been doing more work on the playroom (pictures soon!) and the kids love playing outside so much more when Daddy is out there. I don't hear nearly as much whining to watch TV, and they come inside filthy and happy. It's great.
2. We had some good family time this weekend with my side of the family. Even though we all live here, we don't get to be together as often as we'd like, so it was enjoyable.
3. I had an anxious morning, and I needed to get the worried thoughts out of my head. I went on an errand by myself, and spent some time praying in the car (I'm sure I looked QUITE sane). Then I wanted to sing some hymns--we don't sing the old songs that much at our church anymore--and while I was singing I remembered the story about the little girl whose Sunday School teacher asked her if she knew God's name.
"Yes," said the child. "It's Andy."
"Andy?" said the puzzled teacher. "Where did you hear that?"
"You know, in the song," said the little girl. "Andy walks with me, Andy talks with me..."
That made me giggle, and the combination of the prayer, the songs, and a laugh improved my mood for the rest of the day.
1. Does anyone else feel it's a total beating to take your younger child to an organized activity your older child is participating in? I had to do this three times this week, and it wore me out to keep Mr. Blue safely entertained. He's not any more hyper than the average two year old boy, but he is active and he makes a fuss when he can't do exactly what he wants to do when he wants to do it. I know this is normal, but it makes me dread going to gymnastics or school events, instead of enjoying watching Miss Pink.
2. This is more of an "Ack!" than a "Nay," exactly.... Miss Pink has a crush on a boy (an OLDER boy!) at church. I think she likes him because he is an extrovert who likes to volunteer for activities, and because he wears glasses like she does. It bugs her that she is not in his class and never gets to talk to him, so I suggested that she pay him a compliment, like, "I like your glasses." Then I thought, "I CANNOT BELIEVE I am giving my daughter advice on boys at her age." At least at her age she still listens to me. (So far she has still not been able to talk to him. So there's no reason for me to worry yet!)