“A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor — such is my idea of happiness.”
- Leo Tolstoy
And such makes up my days.
The little girls had a lovely and long awaited playdate yesterday. We made peppermint playdough mostly because it was the only extract I had on hand. There were a lot of giggles. It occurred to me today there are always a lot of giggles around here though. Those girls of ours are giggly. They find each other endlessly entertaining.
There has been some Tolstoy, too with one of my teens who handed me the essay as I headed upstairs last night and wrote, "What kind of ending is THAT????" on the bottom of it and let's talk about it tomorrow. So we did. We also talked about the value of curriculum that asked one to analyze and interpret versus filling in the blanks. I did more of the talking on that one. One of those you'll thank us later sorta things. <g>
The kitchen cabinets are now nearly completely reorganized. I could use a little more infastructure but am trying my best with temporary and removable wire shelves and dividers since this is not my house. It has made such a difference already.
The dresser drawers are being reworked too. The little boys have purged theirs back down to what can comfortably fit inside. I bagged the extras but kept them close by to replace those which will be inevitably lost to knee blowouts and such.
Husband is reading Willie Robertson's memoir aloud to me and the boys. Duck Dynasty maybe doesn't belong in the same post as Tolstoy. It actually does happen like this at our house though.
I bought more scrapbooking supplies. Only noteworthy because I have not actually scrapbooked by hand since we lived on the ranch. (read: probably four years) Please don't ask me how often I have purchased scrapbooking suuplies in the interim. Prints are being ordered to rectify that. I think photo books would be easier, or possibly just cheaper, but there is a great deal to be said for dimensionality and handling prints versus keyboards and..... plastic covers over the pages.
How's that for stream of consciousness blogging?