In the "It's the little things that count"
1. Made a great chicken for Shabbat that all but one kid loved. (soy sauce and honey, boy was it yummy!)
2. Managed to bring a smile to a crying child guest.
3. The girls in my class don't absolutely hate me...they even talked to me!
4. The girls in the Artist class still love her despite the fact that she won't open her mouth to them.
5. I managed to go to both my Shiurim (plural for lectures/discussions) something I haven't been able to do for sometime.
And in other family news:
The Monkey fell in school; my dh was talking to her about it.
DH: "So what happened after you fell?"
MONKEY: "I cried of course!"
ask a silly question!
And the Artist:
one of her Israeli friends stopped by to pick the Artist up for a special thing in school. They left and a few minutes later they were back at the door.
"She's trying to tell me something!"
I listen, trying to figure out what this ten year old is trying to say and the Artist says
"She wants me to go up with her."
Me says "Darlin' you can understand better than me!"
Now that is wonderful!!!
Rachel Ann? As in Rachel Ann formerly a SAHM who never called when she made aliyah (at least never when I was home, moan, moan)? If so, glad I found you again--email me, OK?
Althea