Isn’t it funny how you can learn stuff from your kids. Here are a few lesson that Elle has either taught me or reminded me of recently:
(I’ll let you decide which she taught me & which I just needed reminded of)
We had a super busy weekend (Hotel McGill was filled was filled to capacity)…but I am not yet ready to write about it. I’m too tired to even think about it. So, instead I thought I would share a fun idea. This was something that I stumbled upon when I was doing research for the little discussion group that I spoke at few weeks ago.
All kids love to sit and read books, right? Well, if they are anything like Elle, book reading is a great way to stall at bedtime. So, next time they conveniently can’t decide on 1 book at bed time, play this:
Spin The Bottle: (G Version)
(FYI: that is a pic I took in the office at work…Elle doesn’t have fingernails quite that pretty…and I have carpet a tad less blue at home).
You have no idea how happy this makes me.
Next week is my BLOG-IVERSARY! I’m turning 1. In honor of this blessed occasion, I decided that it’s time to actually time to write my About page on this here fancy blog. Plus, I’ve been getting harassed by some of you readers because it was a blank page (ironically, it was by people who I know very well in real life). Anyway, check it out, it took me 28 years to figure it out & it took me a year to write it. Hopefully it fully explains who I am.
This is kind of a weird week in my family. My parents packed up their entire house, chucked it all in a uhaul, and are currently at the closing signing papers. They finally sold their house after nine long months on the market. The plan was for me to go out to the house today & help with load up the last of the items, but they actually finished it all late last night. Don’t get me wrong, it’s totally awesome that I don’t have to help, but it is also weird that I didn’t get a final goodbye with the house that I grew up in. Although, I think I’m a little relieved. Tears would have come to my eyes & I pretty much try to avoid crying at all costs.
Recently I have spent a lot of time thinking about my past. Maybe it is because they sold the house. Maybe it is because our life has been so hectic lately & I’m longing for stability. But I really think I am in desperate need for simplicity. Remember when life was simple??
One of my favorite times in life was when we were living in a town house in Creve Coeur, Missouri. Every time I think about that point in our lives (we lived there for 3 years) it is ALWAYS autumn in my memory. I’m pretty sure that my love for autumn (& wearing layers) has snuck it’s way into all my memories there. Our town house was so nice (and an amazing location) & we loved living with Jim, but really I think life just seemed so simple there. We were pretty newly married. We had more money (and no mortage). I was teaching & loved it. We could do things on a whim & not have to worry about diaper, babysitters, and nap times.
Don’t get me wrong, life is good right now & I love being a mom. But I’m sure you can all relate to what I’m talking about. What is the time in your life is your “ALWAYS AUTUMN”? The time that you look back on & think, “man, I loved that time in my life”.
Kellogues 