Daybook: Soccer Camp Week
/Outside My Window
“Downtown” McLean, Virginia. I’ve set up
at a Starbucks this morning and I'll be back here again this afternoon. Mary
Beth and I decided that it was really silly to drag everybody to soccer camp
this week. They’re happier at home. So, I’m here alone for two hours this
morning and again this afternoon. I’m thinking this could be an exceptionally
productive computer week.
I am Listening to
It’s noisy here! People talking,
background music, traffic noise, and the espresso machine and blenders.
I am Wearing
A pale green embellished t-shirt, khaki
skimmers, flip flops, and silver and pearl drop earrings.
I am so Grateful
for
~the hope of new beginnings.
~the dear friend who called me between
the Romaine lettuce and the avocados at Costco. Somehow, she knew I was
thinking “Paddy can make one more Caesar salad before he goes, but these
avocados won’t be ripe in time for him to make guacamole.” And so, the rest of
my shopping trip was blessed with understanding, good advice, and the wisdom of
the Church Fathers.
~ Homecomings. Not sure I’ve ever been
so glad to have Mike home as I was yesterday.
I'm Pondering
"The child breathes the atmosphere emanating from his parents; that of the ideas which rule their own lives” (Charlotte Mason, Vol. 2, p. 247).
I am Reading
Safe People: How to find relationships
that are good for you and avoid those that aren’t
It’s an excellent, insightful book. My
friend Linda gave it to me in August of 2003. I wish I had read it then. It’s
all about healthy relationships and how to both choose good friends and be a
good friend. I think it’s a good read for late teenagers and twenty-somethings,
too.
I am Thinking
Truth be told, I’m thinking incessantly
about Paddy and the opportunities and the discerning that lies ahead of him.
But for the next week, I’m going to do my pondering in my heart.
I am Creating
Blog posts, this week, I think. I’m
trying to put a positive spin on Soccer Camp Week and maybe blog ahead a bit,
knowing that things will be very busy in the weeks to come and that I’ve not
been able to find much blogging time in the last few months. We’ll see what
four hours a day for five days does for me. Of course, I’m also still being
called by the addictive compulsion to keep creating plans at the CM Organizer,
so that will share time with the blog.
On
my iPod
Redwall
from Audible.com! Yippee! This is Redwall read by Brain Jacques, who really
wrote this book for radio. It’s a wonderful literary experience, even for those
of us who usually have trouble
with talking rodents. I can’t say enough about these books. They launched
Michael into a literary world when he was ten—he went from being a tentative
reader to being a voracious reader and from being a terrible speller and
barely-writer to being prolific and eloquent.
Towards a Real
Education
Each of the little boys is getting an
hour and a half of read aloud time, listening to Redwall back and forth from
soccer camp. That counts.
Of course it does.
Towards
Rhythm and Beauty
This is the week we all learn if my
checklists in the home management notebook will really work on their own. My
children are home with the lists. I’m here with a grande soy latte. Wonder how
the house is running?
To Live the Liturgy
I so wish this weren’t the week Fr.
Taylor was going to be gone all week. I so wish it…
Big week.
I
am Hoping and Praying
For Patrick Hart and his family. Patrick and Michael were
little boys together. His mother Kathy is a kindred spirit and has long been
one of the most amazing examples of grace and strength in the face of tragedy
I’ve ever known. Patrick has recently been diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease and is fighting for his
life. Please, please pray with me! They need a miracle. Another miracle. But
Kathy Believes in Miracles.
In the Garden
Some volunteer Morning Glories popped up out of nowhere
while we were at the beach. I love these flowers—they speak my language. I can
so relate to sweet, simple blossoms that bloom bright and early with all sorts
of hope and beauty and delight in the day and then start to fade by early
afternoon and go to sleep very early. Karoline loves them, too, and tells us that
they are how God says, “Good Morning!”
Around the House
I wonder why I thought it necessary to
clean before 6 college soccer players camped in my house? Now, my house looks
exactly like 8 teenaged and early twenty boys were there, along with the 6
other children…
From the Kitchen
I did
some big cooking this weekend (along with my B&B duties) so that I have
freezer meals good-to-go this week. It reminded me of back when I did
once-a-month cooking. It might just be time to revisit that this fall.
One of My Favorite
Things
Ann Voskamp’s blog. She reads my heart. Yes, my friend. We’re focusing
on beginnings. Thank you for the beautiful reminder.
Sarah
Annie this week
She is my
sweet Morning Glory. Up early, she loves her quiet nursing time and then
breakfast with me, followed by sitting on the porch and watching the birds eat
breakfast, followed by breakfast with Daddy. What joy she brings to the day’s
beginning.
A
Few Plans for the Rest of the Week
Michael
left for pre-season camp yesterday.
The
little boys have camp all week.
Patrick
takes summer soccer camp to unprecedented heights. Please pray for him. Thy
will be done!
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