Friday, February 12, 2010
Snow
by Steve Crow
Snow is a mind falling,
a continous breath of climbs,
loops, spirals, dips into the earth
like white fireflies wanting
to land, finding a wind between houses
diving like moths into their own light
so that one wonders if snow is a wing's
long memory across winter.
I love this poem! Would you believe that baby Shakespeare introduced me. I think this may be my favorite.
The children were excited about the snow. Joel played outside for a little while. The twins went out for about 20 minutes and Sarah came in crying. She was cold and wet. The boys were not far behind. Snow falling is so peaceful! I love to curl up by a fire with a book and hot tea beside a window. I love these days. Unfortunatly in the south we do not get many snow days. They are usually ice days.
As I was taking Sarah and Joel to school this morning Sarah said, "Mom, I think my teacher would love it for me to bring her flowers for Valentine's Day! I think she would like that." She is so sweet. I am trying to teach them to think of others and do things to let others know that they are appreciated. Maybe it is working. . . Although, on the way home she said, "I am not sharing my candy! Never, Never! It is mine."
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
So many things so little time
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
What Next?
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Catch up!
Just a thought
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Sunday, January 3, 2010
Argueing
Sarah, again today, was not happy with anything. I did, however, get her to take a nap this afternoon. She did not eat supper and ended going to bed instead. I am not sure why she did not eat we had beef stroganoff. It was good, if I do say so myself.
Jacob pooped in his pants tonight at church and would not let anyone change him. He said that he "wants to sit in his poop." I am sure that he got that little comment form Jason, my husband, asking if he wanted to just sit in it on the ride home. He only wanted me to change him. (I stayed home tonight. I have not felt well today.)
Tomorrow we start with a treasure box for going to the potty. I am so tired of using diapers, not to mention that he is outgrowing them. I have to change his "I don't want to use the potty" to I am going to use only the potty. I am thankful for disposable diapers. . .