1. Our roof is being replaced. The funky house is about to get even cooler, thanks to the help of our friend Sharon and her design skills, and my Dad and his crew. Seriously. WHY didn't anyone else want to buy this rad place? Is it the leaky basement? The wallpaper? The bad tile in the kitchen? I say, WHO CARES! All the windows and light and open space make up for it. Especially in Vitamin D-deprived Minnesota. (After photos to come...you know, after it's done.)
2. I probably shouldn't be taking the time to write this post, but it's difficult to resist a 7 Quick Takes because you can cover so much territory. I should be returning emails. If I owe you an email, please forgive me. Like I mentioned earlier, I am currently out of the house five nights a week. This leaves me a bit...overly scattered. When I do have some down time around here, I'm usually playing catch up on house things. This too shall pass.
3. So lately I've been thinking a lot about homeschooling. Ryan and I made a pros and cons list (even though it would be a year or two away) and the pros column was double the length of the cons column. I was actually kind of surprised. And scared. Have I mentioned my ADD mind lately? I'm thinking that could interfere. (To Be Continued.) Do you think the attitude toward homeschooling is changing? I know it's not about what people think and if we did home school, I don't think I'd give a hoot if people thought it was somehow strange. Just asking.
homeschooling these two really would rock the party
4. At this funky-rad house of ours, our yard has some excellent potential for gardening. I'm really looking forward to flower/vegetable gardening this spring and summer. Except I really have no idea what I'm doing. I want an organic garden. Anyone have good resources for me? A blog? A book? A site? Just asking.
5. 4 year old Miles just said, "Daddy, that's incorrect. Incorrect means you're wrong." (I'd probably hear that a lot if I homeschooled.) (Is it homeschool? Or home school? Or home-school?)
6. Speaking of Miles. I've been doing a lot of thinking (shocking) about the oldest child in the family (in general). I brought this up on Twitter, poll-style. I asked "Do you think first-borns get a raw deal w/ pressure? Do parents seem to go easier on the youngers?" Everyone but two people said YES. I know there are obvious reasons for this. It's new territory with the first, so we're more anxious and focused on every detail. Then we learn that most things are going to be okay and we lighten up the next go round. But lately I've been thinking there's something more to it, and it suddenly hit me in a new way how much pressure there really is for the firsts. There's a belief I hold somewhere in me that what I do with Miles will somehow shape Asher too. I don't know how to describe what I'm saying...it's almost (or maybe even entirely) spiritual, and spiritual things are impossible to articulate (unless you're CS Lewis or Anne Lamott). Does anyone know what I'm saying? An example: When I whisper "I promise you" each night when the boys are sleeping, many times I do it only with Miles. It's as if I believe that there will be a trickle-down effect, even in a personal promise spoken over the oldest. (See? I can't explain it.)
7. We have a Keurig now. (Hat-tip to my friend, Corrine for the suggestion). I'm in love with this machine. Ryan gave it to me for Valentines Day. It makes great coffee, tea, hot cocoa, chai...one cup at a time, really easily, and really fast. What addict wouldn't love that? (The company has no part in this plug for their product. I'm just telling you because it's one of my favorite things.)
This post is a part of 7 Quick Takes at Conversion Diary.