
From GirlScouts.org
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From GirlScouts.org
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A mighty fortress is our God,
A trusty shield and weapon;
He helps us free from every need
That hath us now o’er taken.
The old evil foe
Now means deadly woe;
Deep guile and great might
Are his dread arms in fight;
On earth is not his equal. Lutheran Service Book #656
Happy Reformation Day!
Wal-Mart sells bags of frozen mixed vegetables, as well as canned mixed vegetables, that are lima bean free.
I truly detest lima beans.
That is all.
Douglas Wilson’s book, 5 Cities that Ruled the World, about how major cities throughout time (Jerusalem, Athens, Rome, London, and New York) shaped global history is a fascinating read. I can’t say that I know enough about each city to identify any possible bias regarding their histories, and I’m little surprised at the exclusion of some cities, namely Constantinople, but I think that this is a great book for understanding world history.
Each city’s story is contained within one chapter. Things that are revealed about each city include its history (origin, major leaders, and wars and other events), its effect on the world stage, and its current state.
I found that the chapter on London contained the most “unknown” information. I guess perhaps I just didn’t know much about London history, especially the *very* early years (did you know London burned 15 times before the year 1300?!?).
My only real complaint with the book has nothing to do with its content, and instead is an issue with the materials. I can’t stand what the cover is made of–it’s a paperback, made of a textured paper, and I find it weird to touch. Other than that, the book is a great tool for learning more about our world’s major cities, and how they shaped the society in which we currently live, even from across the centuries and around the globe.
I can honestly say tonight was one of the most startling moments I’ve had as a parent.
Right after dinner, Bunny (Bunny?!?) mentioned to me that her tooth felt “sharp.” After checking into it, I discovered that her tooth wasn’t sharp, it was that the whole side of it was exposed, as the tooth next to it had fallen out.
As far as I know, she didn’t know it was loose or anything. She never mentioned it, and asking her about it after the fact, she denies any knowledge of an imminent tooth loss.
I’m still shocked…I figured Turkey, as the oldest, would be the first to lose a tooth, and *he* hasn’t had any wiggling yet. Turkey himself was a little surprised, because he also thought he’d be the first to lose a tooth. He did take it better than I expected, though–I thought he’d be pretty mad that as the big brother, he didn’t have the honor of being the first tooth-loss in the house. But the five-year-old now has a gap in her smile.
She seems to have lost it *while* eating–there’s no sign of the tooth anywhere. Bizarre. It’s a night I won’t soon forget–I don’t know which one of us was more shocked. And I’m afraid my shock rubbed off on her, because she didn’t want to talk about it, and even started crying (no, I wasn’t *that* upset, not in front of her, anyway). She seems to have recovered OK, and has admired her new toothlessness in the mirror several times.
The part I was really unprepared for was seeing her more grown-up, toothless grin. I had to leave the room and have a quick cry, because I wasn’t ready to see her smile like that. Bunny has always looked older to me, and I have a hard time remembering she’s five–she really doesn’t look like most five-year-olds–but this was something else altogether.
They grow up too fast.
“Hey, I’m a wise-ass, not a jackass.” Nathan Fillion as Richard Castle
Tonight, at bedtime, Turkey looks a me in that very serious way he has and says “I have something important to tell you. It’s something that’s really true.”
Now, I wasn’t sure what to expect next (the use of the word true always makes my mommy radar go up!), so I was a little hesitant as I told him to go ahead.
“Mommy, even if we can’t understand what Moose is saying, there’s one person who always can. God. He knows everything, so he always understands Moose.”
His faith puts mine to shame. I spend a lot of my time worrying about Moose’s future, what he’ll be able to do, if he’ll make friends, and on on, and Turkey just comforts himself knowing that God always understands his little brother, even when Turkey can’t.
Sometimes, the six-year-old understands a lot more than the adult.
I love Fall. Don’t get me wrong, I find joy in all the seasons, and I especially like the change of the seasons–the newness of different temperatures, the different amounts of daylight, the different things growing all really appeal to me. But there’s just something special about Fall–it’s by far my favorite season of the year. The beautiful changing leaves, the crisp air, the return of sweaters and boots, the anticipation of the upcoming holiday season, making all of my favorite “comfort food” recipes, especially soups, are all things I love about this time of year.
I find that as Fall approaches, I want to be home more. Maybe it’s the chill in the air, maybe it’s because the hours of daylight are constantly and obviously decreasing, but Fall makes me want to be cozy at home. The lights on in the house against the darkness outside, the homey flicker of a candle flame as it scents the house with all the best things of Fall, the need to throw on a sweatshirt or curl up under a blanket with a good book, or a pile of children and a movie.
Fall, even though it means the death of growing things outside, brings the hope of the coming Christmas season, relief from hot summer days, and a greater appreciation for home and family.