Lord, That I May See

Rosebud is taking a gymnastics class this fall. She is such a natural at it, with her lean, lithe body and fearless attitude towards danger of bodily harm. :) She is especially good at the bar. Last week they had a costume class. It was really cute. Rosebud plans to be a chicken for Halloween, but she must think the costume is a little embarrassing or something because she wanted to switch to a fairy for the class "so people won't say 'who is that girl with the chicken on?'"! I am enjoying Rosebud's personality so much, despite the parts of her that sometimes make me nuts. :). On Saturday she wanted to wear a pair of pants on her head to Turtle's soccer game, I think because she liked the way they hung down her back like long hair. When I objected that people don't wear pants on their heads, she said, "Mom, it's my head, not your head". That was a valid point, in fact, so I let her bring them. (Thankfully she decided sometime on the ...

Fall is a season I have always faced with sadness. Winter is coming, that season that I dread, and fall is the brief, brilliant precursor that is over too soon. It is true, though, that however brief, and however poignant the days seem, they can be some of the most beautiful of the year. Yesterday, we collected and identified leaves from our yard. We also made leaf rubbings and pressed the leaves between wax paper. Then the girls decorated our windows with the pressed leaves. It was a lovely morning and I thought how much there is to embrace about this season of harvest and color. The girls especially are teaching me, as they always do, to savor the moments of all days, especially these days of fall that they are loving so much.