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Simple Woman's Daybook - February 16, 2009



From the Simple Woman's Daybook.

Outside my window...
It is a mixture of sunny and cloudy. It is colder today than it has been, but it is not too bad.

I am thinking...
About homeschool plans . . . see later in this post

I am thankful for...
First, for finally feeling better. Today is the first day that I have been able to eat something and NOT get sick . . . I never thought I would be so happy to eat toast!!

I cannot say it enough . . . I am so thankful for my husband. He has done so much the last week while I have been sick. He has cooked dinner, washed the laundry AND folded it, and just made the house "go".

From the learning rooms...

We did not do any school last week, so we are going to have to catch up this week. We were even a bit relaxed today as it is the first day that I can even eat, so I am still tired. We completed some math and J read The Frog and the Toad. I am so impressed with how well his reading is progressing. He likes to read and gets so proud when he can figure out the words.

I am planning out his health lessons now and trying to figure out some fun field trips. I also want to have a plan for Lent and school. I like to include the Liturgical year in our school day, so I am researching some books to read, activities to do for Lent.

From the kitchen...
Oh, boy . . . since I have been sick, I have not cooked, nor have I planned what I will cook for the week. Luckily, I have a freezer full of food that did not get cooked last week, so it will not be to hard to make a menu.

Tonight, I will make my favorite "Hubby has to work late and will not be home for dinner" dinner: Pancakes!!

I am wearing...
Navy blue knit pants and a baby blue v-neck shirt . . . I need to get a sweater on, I am cold!!

I am creating...
A to-do list. Grandma and Grandpa are visiting from Buffalo at the end of the week and this house needs a major cleaning. Plus, I have a lot of ideas of what I want to do around the house a Spring approaches. We have been in our house for almost 5 years and things are starting to show some wear, so I am trying to plan out what needs to get re-painted, power washed, etc. I am also making a plan for our back room. Since the computer has been moved to our living room, that room does not get used much and I would really like to turn it into a nice space instead of the storage room that it has become.

I am going...
To get J a snack as soon as I am done with this post!

I am reading...
I am still reading The Invisible Woman:When Only God Sees .

I am hoping...
That we continue to all feel better and stay healthy.

I am hearing...
J playing soldiers . . . I think boys are born with the innate ability to make the sounds of guns firing and cannons blasting!

Around the house...
A and K are napping and J is playing just a few feet away.

One of my favorite things...
My husband!

A few plans for the rest of the week:
Take some extra rest so that I do not get sick again because I have done too much too soon. Disinfect the house so it is in good shape when Grandma and Grandpa come to visit. Go shopping for a few wicker baskets for the cloth diapers. Hopefully, join the new gym!

Here is picture thought I am sharing...

This is a picture of K from last week while he was sick. He stayed on the couch for 4 days without getting off except to go to bed.

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