Mar. 23, 2007 - Synopsis
Anyone looking to read a deep or profound blog entry today has come to the wrong place. I'm all about the random it seems.
Baby Bear officially grew up yesterday. Yes, it's very sad. Please join with me as I mourn. Storytime started at the library. She's graduated from the baby and me storytime to the toddler storytime. She was instantly fascinated by all the 2 and 3 year olds running around. She'd follow them anywhere. Mama? Who cares! I'm going to wear my adorable nametag hanging on a string around my neck and down to my little knees. I'm going to walk in a line behind the big kids like this wasn't the first time I ever stood in line. I'm going to follow directions from that strange librarian like I don't have an allergy to strangers. I'm going to read my book, dance with the songs, and do my craft. I'm 21 months and 25 days old, and I'm ready to take on the world. Sigh.
Did I ever tell ya I love homeschooling? Probably once or twice, huh? This week is no different. The older cubs got to go to a play version of Anne of Green Gables. Precisely why I wanted to move to the city. Read the book, see the live version, Netflix the movie...love it! We also went to our monthly meeting of the history club we joined this year. Designed just for homeschoolers and run by the city park system, we visit a different local landmark each month, learning about our city and state history. This month, the historical interpreter spent some time weaving stories and singing songs. As l listened to him describe the area, I was able to nod in recognition with the other moms as he named familiar streets and people. Hey! I think this city and state are starting to feel not just like the place we've moved to, but the place we call home.
Why does Spring bring out the worst in our human psyche? You would think that everyone would be so stinking filled with joy that the temperature is above freezing and the sun is almost sorta shining (sorry, guess that's just me), that spirits would be high and smiles would be everywhere. Not the case. I'm overwhelmed by all the discontent I'm seeing in people right now. Mothers who are 100% positively fed up; wives who have 100% positively given up. They're in great supply right now. I pray for these women continually. I guess the whole near-death experience thing changes my perspective slightly, but I wish I could help these women see the joy again. It's right there pushing up through the dirt and waiting to burst into bloom.
I walked up a hill this week! O.K. I call it a hill. Anyone else would probably refer to it as a rise in the road or not even notice it at all, but believe me, I notice these things. I went down it, and I made it back up again without any major physical symptoms. I felt like I should have planted a flag or something.
Well, the morning is progressing. I'm off to learn something. No point in letting those kids have all the fun!
