Whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy -- meditate on these things.
1/20 - Jonathan, as usual, singing while he plays and works. This time it was, "Come, Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadil. Come, Tom Bombadil..."
1/22 - When boys have a tea party: Noah, Faith and I were playing with Faith's tea set. Noah said he couldn't eat his soup because the bad guys had poisoned it. It was such a deadly poison we couldn't even touch it and I had him call 911 to send a squad out to take it away. I never remember anything like this happening at other tea parties...
1/24 - A poem that Jonathan made up spontaneously. "Growl like a lion; growl like a bear; growl like a little little, little little pear!"
1/24 - Faith started the night sleeping with the boys in front of the fire. Then she came back to our bed at 5am.
1/27 - I was in Target with Faith and this lady (who interrupted her cell phone conversation to talk to Faith) asked her how old she was. Faith's reply, "eight."
1/29 - Faith had a pretty bad cold. In the car at some point she said to me, "Mommy, my eye fall down." Her eyes were watering from the cold and the cold.
Faith knows most or all of the basic colors, including green, blue, red, yellow, pink, purple, white.
2/1 - Jonathan singing again, "People think I"m crazy, my wife thinks I'm a chump - I love that word! - 'cause I do my Christmas shopping at the dump!"
2/2 - Coleman Richard Bloss Daley was born! This is the third boy cousin for my children. The labor was very very long and hard and ended in a c-section. We were discussing this at dinner, and then later Noah came up to me very concerned. "How do they cut the baby out, and how do they put Aunt Cinnamon back together?" I explained about surgery and scalpels and stitches and that they do it very carefully. He seemed much relieved by my explanation, but immediately asked me how they do it without hurting her so I got to explain about anesthesia as well.
2/2 - My first more-than-a-trim haircut in eighteen years! I donated about 13" to Locks of Love (minimum is 10" but I knew my ends were in pretty bad shape so wanted to make sure they had enough to work with.) It ended up a bit shorter than I was expecting because of having to even it up, but I really like it! I've left it down most of the time since then and it doesn't get in the way! (I can change a trash bag without getting my hair in it.) I think it's shorter than Jon wanted it as well, but last night he said, "It's cute."