Daybook: Late September

Out my window: snow.  Wet.  It’s a good day to snuggle of the couch with a good book.  Or three.

In the kitchen: I’m cooking fancy tonight to celebrate Sam’s birthday.  London broil, roasted rosemary potatoes and winter vegetables (sweet potatoes, Brussels sprouts, and beets). Maybe even a loaf of bread.  For lunch? No idea…


On my mind: I am wading through the strategic planning for the Guatemala project.  It’s a lot of material, a lot of variables, a lot of unknowns.

I am still processing (and enjoying) the honor of being at my friends’ delivery last week… it’s so different being there without being the one having to make the medical decisions. I am present at a very different level, and I wonder how I am supposed to apply that lesson to other areas of my life.


I am trying to recreate a budget around here.  It’s easy to let the unknowns of the future (interest rates, our final mortgage payment, etc.) be an excuse for not being a good steward of what we are spending right now.

In the school room: Moriah finished a math book and is moving on to the next without much fanfare, but wow, that girl is good at math.  And I’m really enjoying the songs Owen is playing on the piano.

The kids are asking why we’re not having an Adventure Day every week like I had planned.  Well, maybe because the roads to the mountains are washed out.  I need to come up with alternate plans.  Quick.


I’m reading: Chasing Francis by Ian Morgan Cron.  Educating the Whole Hearted Child by Clay & Sally Clarkson.  IMPAC’s Pregnancy, Childbirth, Postpartum and Newborn Care: A guide for essential practice.

Grateful for:  many birthday wishes– thanks, all!  A great game of Capture the Flag in the mountains on Saturday.  Spontaneous, fantastic, fun.  I need to play more often.  All today’s photos are from the hike (this is Carter Lake). I even thought I had gotten our Christmas photo (two months early!!!) until I noticed that the composting toilet next to Jonah.


Praying for: Sam. Mandy. Jerusha. Refugees. The team in Guatemala.  Mary.  My children.

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