Outside my window... I can see the large climbing play cube that we got 13 years ago as a hand-me-down from a family that had had it for 5 years after they received it as a hand-me-down from another family.
I am thinking... That the toddler in my lap is so snuggly and sweet yet needs a diaper change.
I am thankful for... Sleep.
From the learning rooms... My 18 yo graduates in 2 weeks. It's stunningly surreal. My husband and I stayed up late picking out photos for his graduation slideshow.
From the kitchen... I can smell my daughter's homemade bread and the turkey we had for dinner last night.
I am creating... Plain black wool socks for my husband's size 12 feet.
I am going... To take my 4yo son up to the hospital this morning. He will be unhappy about the blood draw. We will buy gummi worms in the hospital food court afterwards.
I am hoping... Sometimes I mix hope with wishes and fear. It makes my heart hurt. I have to ask God for help to un-mix them.
I am hearing... The sound of my teenagers accidently sleeping in; time to go wake them up. Now I am hearing the sounds of teenagers rushing around in a panic to get ready for their tutorial.
Around the house... Is my yard. All perky and green after the weekend storms.
One of my favorite things... My husband.
A few plans for the rest of the week: The biggies are my 15 yo's piano juries and the rope course retreat that 3 of my children are going on.
Here is my, "picture for thought"
I am thinking... That the toddler in my lap is so snuggly and sweet yet needs a diaper change.
I am thankful for... Sleep.
From the learning rooms... My 18 yo graduates in 2 weeks. It's stunningly surreal. My husband and I stayed up late picking out photos for his graduation slideshow.
From the kitchen... I can smell my daughter's homemade bread and the turkey we had for dinner last night.
I am creating... Plain black wool socks for my husband's size 12 feet.
I am going... To take my 4yo son up to the hospital this morning. He will be unhappy about the blood draw. We will buy gummi worms in the hospital food court afterwards.
I am hoping... Sometimes I mix hope with wishes and fear. It makes my heart hurt. I have to ask God for help to un-mix them.
I am hearing... The sound of my teenagers accidently sleeping in; time to go wake them up. Now I am hearing the sounds of teenagers rushing around in a panic to get ready for their tutorial.
Around the house... Is my yard. All perky and green after the weekend storms.
One of my favorite things... My husband.
A few plans for the rest of the week: The biggies are my 15 yo's piano juries and the rope course retreat that 3 of my children are going on.
Here is my, "picture for thought"
This is my first rose of the year.
I love this. It's so creative.
ReplyDeleteYou are a wonderful wife. Your husband is very blessed.
Last year my 1st rose had a rabbit attached to it. Good-bye rose bushes.
ReplyDeletePotty Training story: Yesterday I swore Sarah was ready to go for it again. She has been telling me she has to go in her pull-ups so she goes on the potty 2x and then wants to put on underwear. I was so happy. I was walking around here all day thinking "Yeah, I am so glad I waited. She knows what to do. This is great"
THen I came into the living room and she peed on the sofa.
Pampers is on sale this week. yay!
I love reading your Daybook posts. They always leave me feeling so peaceful. And what a gorgeous rose! Mine are covered, but they're holding out a little longer. I'm eager to see whose bush will blossom first (we each have one in our family).
ReplyDeleteThe Girl,
ReplyDeleteI say- Rabbit Stew!!!
Nooo, I keep imagining your daughter perfectly potty trained already and I live vicariously through that image. While I was at the hospital with the 4 yo my husband started putting my 2 yo on the potty.
He was so proud- I have to admit terrible mom that I am, I was not excited. I was going to postpone things like... pee on the sofa, for a while:)
Katie, I love the idea of a rose bush for each family member. I can see the competing rose bush games, a literal Rose Bowl!
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