I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world.

This makes it hard to plan the day.

E.B. White

Summer Break

I am intentionally disconnecting for the summer. Planning to spend my time enjoying these little boys who are growing up at warp speed. Not sure how I will use the blog but it will definitely not be a top priority for a few months. Here's a picture from our recent (amazing) vacation to the Florida Keys. Have a great summer!

Why Bother?

Going personally green is a bet, nothing more or less, though it’s one we probably all should make, even if the odds of it paying off aren’t great. Sometimes you have to act as if acting will make a difference, even when you can’t prove that it will.

Read the rest of this article by Michael Pollan here...

Vocabulary Continued

As I handed out bottles of water to take with us to the playground yesterday, B proudly let me know that he was being very respectful for his water today. Helping another child and checking off my mental list of what we needed, I thought I'd misunderstood and asked him to repeat himself. "I'm being respectful for my water"...what? And then I realized what he meant. We have had multiple conversations about being respectful and responsible (as in for your own stuff - Mommy cannot possibly keep track of and carry everything!), though not necessarily at the same time. When I asked him if he meant that he was being responsible for his water he looked at me like "duh" and said (in a tone indicating the "duh"), "yes, I am being responsible for my water".

While picking the boys up from school today, B rushed out to greet me exclaiming that he had caught "so many holy molies today"...the translation for that would be roly polies (aka pill bugs). His teacher had a good laugh at that, as did I.

Why Our World Needs Montessori

http://www.montessoriforeveryone.com/blog/2007/07/why-our-world-needs-montessoribadly.html

Picture Memories - H

The biggest of our babies at birth, H weighed in at 3# 13 ounces. He had a head (and body) full of hair and the round cheeks of a little chipmunk stocking up for winter. In appearance, the most durable of the babies, now our smallest little boy - our firstborn son - is the kindest, and most gentle of our brood. He has a compassionate heart and striking blue eyes. A personality that can charm the socks off ya and a passion for numbers that is quickly exceeding my mathematical abilities. His true love is baseball and he is always thinking or dreaming about it (he has actually told me that I will be watching him play baseball on television when he is bigger - and that I should wave to him). He is one amazing little boy. Here are a few pictures of his beginning and one captured just a few days ago...

Birth Day

Bonding

Snuggle Bug

My Sweet Boy

He's already breaking my heart with those eyes...

4 Year Old Pictures

Red Top Mountain April 2008

Cindy Harter Photography