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Monday Morning Daybook

Outside my window... A crisp, cloudless blue sky out one window. The other window? A sky filled with white clouds and on the horizon what looks like a storm brewing. Seems like it is telling me something. Maybe my day could go either way, stormy or sunny, just depending on my perspective. Definitely worth pondering.

I am thinking... about hair loss. The post pregnancy hormone changes are wreaking havoc on my hair folicles! It's never been this bad before. Wondering when to start worrying that wigs may be necessary.

I am thankful for... fresh coffee, a warm house, lazy mornings.

From the lesson plans...week 16, look out! Here we come! Last week, the recommended books for reading to the children were "The Children's Book of Virtues" and "The Children's Book of Heroes", both by William J. Bennett. I am so grateful that my library had them both. We are enjoying them so much.

From the kitchen... key lime pie for breakfast! I finally made my birthday pie last night. This is one of my all-time favorite desserts. And pie for breakfast? Very nostalgic. When I was a kid, my parent's best friends owned a condo in Florida and we always went with them at least once a summer. Across the street from the condo was a bakery. Each morning for breakfast was an assortment of freshly made pies from this bakery. Key lime has been my favorite since then.

I am wearing... jeans, brown tank top and a green cardigan. (I think the green is "avacado", while Sophie insists it is "army green".

I am creating... a new mitten for Anna, who already lost one. Some larger booties for Therese, who is growing so fast!

I am reading... Lisa Hendey's "The Handbook for Catholic Moms". It was a Christmas gift from Sophie.

I am hoping... to stay motivated today so that I may accomplish all things on my "to-do" list.

I am hearing... Jack Johnson tunes from the computer, the chatter of the kids, the whir of the washing machine.

Around the house... laundry to fold, a large ironing pile, kids to teach.

I am going... to the commissary.

One of my favorite things... looking at the world through the viewfinder of my camera.

I am praying for...my family and those on my list of intentions.

A few plans for the rest of the week... schoolwork, oraganize my closet, get a family portrait taken before Sophie heads back to Franciscan.

A picture thought...Therese in the Johnny Jumper for the first time.


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  1. BarbaraJanuary 10, 2011 at 11:37 AM

    She is such a little dolly, Jenny!

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  2. Jennie C.January 10, 2011 at 2:51 PM

    Oh, my goodness, Jenny, she is such a little DOLL! Absolutely adorable.

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  3. Maggie @ From the HeartJanuary 10, 2011 at 6:24 PM

    Oh man... I totally feel your pain regarding hair loss.... My hair is EVERYWHERE!

    I can't wait to get Joe a Johnny Jump-Up!

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  4. AndreaJanuary 11, 2011 at 10:52 AM

    Hi Jenny-

    Therese is soooo beautiful! I love her hair! By the way, I had a chance to try your pizza crust recipe on Sunday. It was a hit. My husband kept saying, "This pizza crust is excellent!" and I loved how easy it was to make and the fact that it makes enough for 2 pizzas. I've tried a few other recipes, but this one is my favorite. Thanks again!

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  5. JennyJanuary 11, 2011 at 12:10 PM

    Andrea- I am so glad you all like the recipe!

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  6. Mellanie C.January 23, 2011 at 2:43 PM

    Jenny, have your doctor check your thyroid levels--sometimes that's a cause of hair loss.

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