1. Taper Time!!
I ran my 20 miler last weekend and, now, I am officially tapering! I am happy, but do feel a bit like a slacker for not running more. 15 more days!!!! Yikes!
2. Running stats.
I was comparing my stats from Feb. 2011 to Feb 2012. Both months I was in the middle of my peak mileage for marathon training. I felt that I was better prepared for last year's marathon than this one. But, You know what? I was wrong. I ran 40 more miles this Feb. than I did in Feb 2011. So maybe I am better prepared this time around.
3. "Give me liberty, or give me death!"
Patrick Henry has taken over my 8 yr old. One of the things Sonlight has students do is to memorize poems, psalms, Scripture, etc. Well, this week J had to start memorizing a longer piece. He could choose from Longfellow's Midnight Ride of Paul Revere, a portion of one of his other poems which I cannot remember right now, and the concluding portion of Patrick Henry's famous speech. J, looking at the length of the pieces, choose Patrick Henry's speech since it seemed shorter. I tried to explain to him that since it does not have the rhythm that poems have, it may actually be harder to memorize. But that did not deter him. And, after only 4 read-throughs, in less than 24 hrs, he had the whole thing memorized!! So, I have been hearing,
Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations; and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable, and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.. . . over and over again the last few days!
It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace, but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
4. Our nation, politics, etc
I am not one to blog about my feelings on the current state of affairs of our nation and I am not really going to begin right now except to say that I worry about what the future holds for my children. Maybe I am a pessimist, but things are getting bad and I think things could get much worse quickly. So, I pray, HARD for our nation's leaders; for God to raise up holy men and women who will devote themselves to public service. And I pray that my boys may grow up strong and courageous so that they may be ready to fight the battles that may come.
5. China's One Child Policy Slogans
Anyone read this article on China's One Child policy and read the "slogans" that they have for it? I have no words . . .
6. Back to my cute kids . . .
K, my 5 year old has really taken off with his reading. He begs to do school and to "read another book." I am amazed and shocked. He has flown through his kindergarten curriculum and is working on 1st grade work. I love his enthusiasm for it and am so proud of him.
7."How do you handle it?"
This morning, we headed to one of my favorite grocery stores. I only get to go about once every two weeks because it is NOT local. It is always busy and the staff is friendly and fun. I headed to the checkout with the 3 boys and the young man checking out my groceries looks at me and says, "Wow, all boys?" I do my usual, smile and nod. "Wow, how do you handle that?" was the question he responded with.
Um, really? What does he expect me to say (in front of my kids, no less)? "I don't handle it." "I am miserable." "These boys drive me up a wall!" (None of that is true, by the way, at least 95% of the time.)
But, what parent would say something like that back? And why does having all boys seem to invoke pity in most strangers? You would think I were cursed by a plague. (Can you tell that comments like the one I got today are my BIGGEST pet peeve?)
Personally, I LOVE my life with my "men." They are fun and active and crazy most of the time. They fill my house with laughter and silliness. Sure, they seem to think that the floor is the proper place to leave their coats, even after being reminded for the thousandth time to put it in the closet. And mud and dirt and digging are a natural part of their daily life. But that is what makes life an adventure!
Yay for boys!
Have a great weekend everyone!