On getting ready for Kindergarten

I have a backlog of pictures to upload and lots of fresh stuff that needs to be canned, but guess what else?  Kindergarten starts on Monday.  I don't want to go.  Ok I don't want him to go.  He's excited and nervous that Mowg boy who loves to learn.  Tiny is going to "Mommy School" so she won't be left out.  She's excited to pack up her "packcaqu".  I just want to find superman and have him stop the spin of the world for a month or two.  Don't get me wrong I love to see him grow and learn.  I just will miss seeing so much of it.  I might have an easier time if it was only 1/2 a day, but we are "progressive" here so he'll be gone all day.  What about, what about, and that too.  Sigh.  Thanks for reading.  Now I'm off to tackle a project....I just can't pick which one.

I have to share another give-away at Imagine Childhood (here's the link...click there and it will take you there).  They are giving away a $75 gift certificate to their store for the winner and a friend.  Let me tell you this is a great online store.  If you like high quality toys/activities to do with kids.  Activities that inspire thinking, you'll love it there.    In addition they have a great blog where they share nature walks from around the world.  Ordinary people send in pictures of their walk and Imagine Childhood shares it with all of us.  It's one of my favorite features.  I know I don't have time to share what I've been up to but I can go on and on about this.  What can I say, it's that good.

Just a little heads up that this blog is having a giveaway right now for some great fabric.  Go check them out!

"I'll see you in a couple of whiles." Tiny
Can I say ditto?  Ditto. :)

Tiny's version of one of the songs that I sing to them:

"May you be blessed with time to go there."

That might be evidence of our gadding about.  I also have two things to add to my list:
Milk a cow
Pressure can (54 pints of beans!)

More on all that another time.

My dearest tells me that my last post sounds ominous.  It's not meant to be.  It's just  a reminder that between dreams and reality there is work.  Work that isn't always pleasant.    That's true of almost ever dream I've ever had.  Just 7 short years ago it was the dream of a husband and children.  I wouldn't trade that dream that I'm living, but it is work in ways I never fathomed.  I just want to remember that when I feel like I'm fly paper and they're the flies, or I can't keep anything very clean.  Good things.

On a lighter note (truly!) Mowg told me last night: "Mom, you look like a young old lady."  We decided that I was....young for an old lady and old for a young lady.  Made me laugh.  I thought this long hair I'm growing was supposed to make me look younger! :)   I'm really only growing it so I can cut it and donate it (I couldn't stand it otherwise).

I "stole" this quote from Basic Joy

God allows disappointment to occur on the threshold of every human endeavor.  It occurs when the boy who has been enchanted in the nursery by Stories from the Odyssey buckles down to really learning Greek.  It occurs when lovers have got married and begin the real task of learning to live together.  In every department of life it marks the transition from dreaming aspiration to laborious doing.
~C.S. Lewis

So applicable to my life at the moment.  Here's to laborious doing.