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Tuesday's Daybook

Outside my window...

...a kiddie pool filled with toys, water, and the echoes of yesterday's laughter.

...tomatoes in cages, the lingering scent of the plants on my hands.

...chirping birds, who best not mess with the tomatoes.


I am thinking...

...that these May days are a whirlwind of activity.

...I need to keep in mind that this is Mary's month.

...an 8 month old really shouldn't be trying to walk.


I am thankful for...

...hot coffee from the new perculator.

...children who like to sleep in.

...my family, both close and far away.


From the lesson plans...
...only 3 days left and Anna will have completed first grade!

...deciding whether to start Jack in pre-K or Kindergarten in the fall.

...looking forward to end of year straightening and organizing of the classroom.


From the kitchen...

...today I want to make some granola.

...I want to make some date syrup.

...pulling out the pasta machine to make homemade noodles for tonight's fettucine alfredo.


I am wearing...

my gardening clothes.


I am creating...
some new diaper covers for Therese. One knitted, one from an old sweater that accidentally went into the dryer.


I am reading...
"Little Town on the Prairie" to the children. I might be enjoying it more than the kids.


I am hoping...
...to finish all the projects I have started!


I am hearing...
The baby talking in her crib. I sent Jack to amuse her for a moment so I can finish this post.


Around the house...
babyproofing! Daily vacuuming is a must. Yesterday, I went around to all the windows and shortened the cords on the mini-blinds. I got the idea from Jack, who took scissors to the cords a couple months ago.


I am going...
nowhere but the rooms of our house and the yard outside.


One of my favorite things...
working in the garden in the early morning.


I am praying for...
all those on my list of special, private intentions.


Picture of the day...

...more projects in the works!

Comments

  1. BarbaraMay 24, 2011 at 8:38 AM

    I hope those birds stay out of your garden! They love to come and eat my strawberries!

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