FOR TODAY...October 12th from Heather’s Daybook
Outside my window... it’s dark (10:30pm), cold, and the landscape is lightly snow covered.
I am thinking... about the weekend excitement as our eldest proudly shot his first deer. It was a definite “right of passage” moment.
I am thankful for... these quiet moments.
I am wearing... black pants and a mustard colored sweater.
I am remembering... our usual fresh picked orchard apples. . . I’m missing them this year.
I am going... to “hit the hay” shortly. . .it was a very tiring Monday.
I am reading... reviews on laptop computers as we are researching before we buy.
I am hoping... my testimony to the homeschool group on Thursday is fruitful.
On my mind... raising, teaching, clothing, training, loving, forgiving, feeding. . . PARENTHOOD. . . It’s hard work!
From the learning rooms... lots accomplished today including a fun game of Apples to Apples this afternoon.
Noticing that... a weekend of less sleep = kids with ATTITUDES.
Pondering these words... Be aggressively thankful.
Around the house... not a creature is stirring, not even a mouse. (at least I hope not. This is the favorite time of year for mice to make their home. . . in yours)
One of my favorite things~ hot chocolate with whipped cream on top.
From my picture journal:
A view out the back window on this fall day:
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Thanks for reading.
Have a terrific Tuesday!
Heather
As I read about your oldest getting his first deer this weekend, I thought back to the picture that we have of my oldest holding your oldest when my oldest was babysitting your oldest. Goodness! They've both grown up quickly, eh?! Congrats, to Mr. Z! I hope there's still some deer left in your woods for Mr. D! LOL!
ReplyDeleteAnd it's fun to read your daybook written at the end of the day, Heather. I'm not sure I'd do very well doing it at that time of the day without constantly saying that I'm too tired to remember ANY of my day as I typically do when I write our daily happenings for the family blog.
Blessings,
Tammy ~@~