Seth and even Keats do a lot of gloating over the fact that they are more advanced than I. Seth has this terribly rude habit of sitting down next me and playing my songs when I am messing them up. One of these days I’ll show him. I intend to practice my hardest sometime between homeschooling, laundry, nursing, cooking, quilting, and a few other things.
And just because Larkspur would want to have it documented, yesterday she broke her “money pig.” It was horribly traumatic. She cried next to me in my bed for about half an hour and if you could hear the torment in her voice when she sobbed, “I was being careful and it just slipped through my fingers!” you would be heartbroken too. I comforted her with the story of when one of the boys knocked my favorite antique frosted glass lamp (with little pink flowers painted on it) off my bedside table breaking it into pieces. She wanted to hear that story twice. Of course I added that it was just a thing and things shouldn’t really be that important. But, she is a three year old, so we have a ways to go in that department. She replied that if she’d been around she would have gotten some super glue.And while we do not have television, or get the paper (and so are not seeing all the news coverage), we are very much praying for Haiti right now, and I am especially thinking of all my blogging friends who have adopted from Haiti or are in the process. I pray that all your news is good news. I am not going to write my own post on my thoughts, because I feel like everything has been said. I really like her take on things, and I do pray that once Haiti leaves the headlines that people don’t let themselves forget that every single day there are people suffering with or without natural disasters that plaster them across the news. We can all play a part however small in making a difference.