I’m so thankful for great teachers – who not only introduce my children to words, sounds, letters, books, numbers, and skills, but who also watch out for potential allergies and follow up with emails later that evening to check on my little loves.
I’m grateful to call most of these teachers not just colleagues, but friends. And I’m so grateful that sometimes, when you have a good book and talkative parents, this is what happens in the hallway after school.
Today, I was able to join a group of teacher-friends at a monthly meeting where we are doing the heavy lifting of curriculum alignment and assessment preparation – in the sense of writing items which is a lot harder than I had once thought.
I received word that I was needed at home, and had to leave early. Thankfully everyone was safe, and all turned out well. In fact, I ended up with a few free minutes and took my husband’s advice to get outside. So I did. I visited a nearby ridge where I’d seen some work being done – well actually, just evidence of work (heave machinery, trailers, etc.) but I hadn’t viewed the finished product yet.
I wandered down and was amazed! A bridge, a gazebo, a footpath to the water. It was stunning, with weather to match! I was so thankful for the opportunity to take in the beauty and I snapped this quick picture with my phone.
I remember waking up at one point in the night and putting the kids into their own beds, while Garth and I decided to sleep in the living room considering we didn’t have power and it’s almost always colder upstairs.
“What time is it?” I asked groggily, surprised by how dark the house is without the ambient glow of digital displays. I figured we’d been sleeping for hours.
“11,” he replied flatly, exuding the same sense of disbelief I felt.
We peeked out the windows and added another layer of blankets. At some point in the night, the kids must have come back out because I found one tangled between my arms when I woke this morning!
Since we’d forgotten to pick up the other van from church, it was going to be a family affair to head into school bright (well, not so much) and early.
En route, I called Consumers and learned that restoration would likely be Thursday night at 11pm. Of course. What’s more, Seneca was running a fever and ended up staying home with me. We dropped off the boys and headed back to snuggle more. Double layers of clothes, under blankets – it was grand. We played a few games, drew pictures and rested. Before we knew it – we heard the rumble of the furnace, and slowly everything came back on.
The TV came right back on to a different basketball game, but Seneca thought it was the same one we were watching when the power went out. She was so excited, she recorded this to send to Daddy.
I made coffee and lunch, before putting her down for what would be a six-hour nap!! I guess she really did need the time to rest, recover, and restore her own energy back to healthy levels!
in a dark house
i sit in the quiet,
listening to
wind and rain
deep breaths of sleep
and whispered fears –
“Daddy, I’m scared.”
i am thankful for
this house
and these three
who make it a
home
Today, I finally had the chance to finish up some pictures I took way back in September! I love capturing great images that help me think and reflect. The first few are from some shots I took to test out my new macro lens.
These next few are from our last weekend spent camping in northern Michigan. Do you see the deer bedded down right outside someone’s walkout basement?
Love this cutie!
She looks like a real explorer! And when did she get so TALL!
Cornwell Crew 