1. In a strange twist of fate, it looks like I'll be teaching Sunday school again. At least until I say something too heterodox.
2. I get my lip sliced on tomorrow. Looking forward to some Christmas stitches.
3. Walked into Barnes & Noble last night, and discovered that they have totally changed their approach in the past half year or so. Half the store at least was taken up with Nooks and toys and games (not to mention the music/video section). Makes sense from their standpoint, especially now that Borders has bitten the dust.
4. Discovered something this past week: when at home with the children, it helps one's sanity to just give up entirely on doing one's own "stuff." There is no way to do anything other than pay attention to what the children are saying/needing/doing/getting into. And that's assuming the kitties are behaving.
5. The Eldest has finished Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and started reading James and the Giant Peach to Honey last night. She was horrified at the first chapter, when James's parents get eaten by a giant rhino and he has to go live with his two evil aunts. How to explain Roald Dahl's brand of the macabre to a grandmother? hmmm. I remember loving those books so much at his age. It has been fun to hear him laugh out loud at some of the stuff he reads.
2 comments:
this gramdmother likes the everybody-is-sweet-and-kind-and-gentle-to-all-the-little-boys-and-girls type stories. Not reality but in stories it can be. Would be boring reading!!! I am amazed at the reading ability of the first grader. I had never heard of the word meticulously until junior high and certainly couldn't pronounce it. But J never batted an eye when he came to it. Oh the things grandmothers learn from grandchildren. Pure joy being with all the boys. M-I-L
Picture looks like fused cheerios or a brain with more fissures than I have. Please don't tell me that it is a monkey brain!
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