This. Little. Girl. Right. Here.
Oh, books. I love you, I love reading you, but I haven’t been writing about you for almost a year (except occasionally over at GeekMom). I still keep track of what we’re reading…for the most part. The list can be a little patchy, but it’s there. So I’ve decided it’s time to jump back into some book talking here in this space, and I figured I’d start with some of the things Hannah and I are reading together.
I think some of my friends wonder what I do all day now that I’m not teaching. I’ve heard cracks about all the naps I must take, yadda yadda yadda. And seriously, since I’m basically a cross between a stay-at-home and work-at-home mom, it can be hard to explain without being met by blank stares that are most certainly thinking I hang out on the couch all day.
So, this was my day today (in bulleted list form):
January brought its “A” game this year. It’s normally my least favorite month of the year; I’m over the snow and cold by month’s end, someone in the house almost always gets sick, and it just feels like it goes on forever. The bright spot exception is my very best good friend Laura Ann’s birthday, and I forgot it this year. Go home, January! You’re drunk!
This year’s visit to Santa, which took place the weekend before last, began with tears and ended with suspicious tolerance. I’ll write more about our holiday traditions this year when I’ve got a second to catch my breath, but for now I’ll let these photos speak for themselves.
I took this picture at the playgound last Friday, the day Hannah hit the 20 month mark.
Fall has been crazy, in all kinds of good and tough ways. I won’t say bad ways, because I think in general we are pretty charmed and grateful for that. I feel like I have a lot of friends going through some really difficult stuff at the moment, and so I don’t feel like we’ve earned a “bad” description for life these days.