I love this quotation – Barack Obama speaking about an early impression of Michelle: “…[as] if, deep inside, she knew how fragile things really were, and that if she ever let go, even for a moment, all her plans might quickly unravel.”
Oh how I relate to that. How fragile things feel!
Photo from our afternoon puttering at Nana’s. As long as my children are this delighted by a box of Pyrex dishes, I think I am doing something right.
Each dispensed some pearls of humor this weekend.
Whit:
“Beer is for daddies and wine is for mummies.”
Grace: (after slowly, painstakingly struggling through an early reader)
“Pretty soon I’ll be sneaking reading, in the middle of the night!!”
If I have a child who sneaks reading in the middle of the night and is that thrilled about it, I can die happy.
I knew there was a reason I kept up with the old-school photo albums. If only my favorite-ever website, tabblo, still sold prints. At least I have an awesome HP photo printer!
Grace and Whit are obsessed with looking at photo albums. Obsessed.
Cutting back on presents all around this year, trying to focus the holiday on something other than STUFF …! Wrapping tonight, Christmas cards hopefully printed by Thanksgiving, researching non-nut baked treats. Of course the Christmas carols are already playing – but they have been year round .
Was actually yesterday. And I had already recycled one.