Once upon a Favorite Moment

“What day is it?”

“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.

“My favorite day,” said Pooh.

~ A. A. Milne

We have had a crazy week. And it’s only Wednesday. But it’s not the crazy moments I think I’ll forget, or specifically, want to reflect on in the future. Those are the simple life moments with my people. Too often, I think I forget to practice remembering. The days can seem to fly by or last forever, but in every day there are memories to be made. Here are a few from today.

Garbage Day

Wednesday is a favorite day around here, because it is garbage day. The kids make a beeline for the window as soon as they hear the first rhythmic thumps and beeps of the garbage truck making it’s way around the neighborhood.
I love their tousled hair and snuggling blankets. Most of all, I love the delighted giggles, and Eva’s tiny feet tap-dancing with excitement while she watches.

Of all the reasons I love homeschooling, this is right up there. Sophia loves math (98% of the time, anyways) and frequently writes little love notes on the top of her papers. “I love you, Mommy!” is of course one of my favorites, but another that she produced last week was “I am a star!” (with a drawn star, not the word.) It made me laugh. She is a star, in my book at least 😉

Quiet Afternoons

My sister Emily came up for a couple of days to help out and she was coloring with the kids this afternoon while I did some studying. She’s a pretty good artist, and of course the kids were intrigued and wanted to do their own coloring too.