E: Is that book ours? Like to keep forever?
me: Yes.
E: So I could use it someday when I homeschool my kids?
me: Yes, you could. You want to homeschool your kids? I thought you didn't like homeschool?
E: Well, I don't. But I want to homeschool my kids.
I thought it was sweet. Gave me hope that perhaps she won't resent me for homeschooling her after all. And I really loved it when she came and showed me "emma loves her mom" spelled with magnets on a cookie sheet.
Emma had her second violin lesson today. The teacher keeps commenting about how quickly she is picking everything up. She got to hold the violin tonight with her chin. Her teacher said, "I have never seen a child hold it so long on the first time." I am sure it is largely because she is older but it must also be because she is brilliant, right?! It is so fun for me to watch her. I am so very grateful for the part music has played in my life. I am thrilled to see Emma beginning to experience the same thing. And I am getting one step closer to the Daniel Family Band!
Emma and Slade both had soccer practice today. The way they react to the reminder that they have soccer practice is a perfect example of their differing personalities. Emma begins asking if its time to get ready and time to go, over and over again. Slade immediately says he is NOT going. At his game on Saturday, he played for about three minutes, walked off the field and said, "I'm done." So I'm thinking sports aren't really his thing. The moment he gets hot he shuts down. Sadly, he gets that from me. This picture is very misleading because he spent most of the game half-heartedly running behind all the other players or on the sideline. This was his one breakaway moment where the ball just happened to end up in front of him. He nearly scored but it bounced off the corner of the goal.
Perhaps, swimming will be his sport. Speaking of swimming, I am very sad that our swim season is over. Not because our pass expired but because of cryptosporidium. Darn parasite. My children are banned! I think Sawyer may actually have this little bug in his system. We've had lots of yucky diapers around here.We are slowly getting back into our normal school routine. There are still mornings when we get sidetracked. And I have only been able to enjoy "quiet time" in the afternoon once. We'll get there. Most of my time is spent cleaning up. Cereal all over the floor, a huge bottle of bubbles dumped out in the garage, pudding/dirt/rocks all over the front porch, and on and on and on. My mantra is: they won't be little forever, they won't be little forever....
In the meantime I am trying to choose happiness, find joy in the journey, blah blah blah.
6 comments:
Hey...your mantra sounds a lot like mine right now!
Mya has been bummed not to go swimming- we just told her that the pool closed when school started. Mean eh? Or brilliant?
What would photography be without those spilled cereal moments? Someday you'll be like me, waiting for something to happen so I can take pictures. I'm about ready to shoot landscapes...
i think carson, audrey and rob had that little parasite - the week we were at Park City! I guess I should tell them all to stop eating fecal matter in the swimming pool!
But, Dana, it probably looked like CANDY! And who can pass that up?
Blah, blah, blah is right, Linessa! Remember...this is your dream come true! That's my mantra as I am steam cleaning dog pee from the carpet, picking up boy pee from some underwear (NICE!), and washing clothes that smell like pee. My dream come true, my dream come true, my dream come true...
you've done it again, sisters. you've successfully reminded me that i don't need to get married right now. no worries, i'm not in any hurry, even if it is a dream come true.
You know I feel your pain about the cheerios. Way to snap a picture because it captures the moment of discovery so perfectly.
That is sweet about your little daughter wanting to home school. We have so much influence over our kids, even when we don't mean to or even want to. When they make comments like that, it makes me realize how "on" we are all the time.
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