Count it all joy… I remember this story I listened to as a kid about a man who lost everything. He chose in his tragedy to “count it all joy”; that no matter what life brings, be it good or bad, it is a choice to accept what is with fervent joy.
As much as outdoor play and chasing around the house with Tonka trucks are a part of our everyday, we also need some quieter activities to bring some sanity. When those activities can also enhance learning it makes it all the better! R&R look forward to the privilege of using our iPad or old iPhones…
I fell in, head first. Covered in soot, blackened with the charcoal of freshly burned wood, I smelled like a Hawaiian pig picking and I was the main course. And yet, engulfing my soft pink fuzz, tiny arms squeezed tightly with an unconditional love, a love borne of friendship and loyalty. I was safe.
Chili
A soft brown dog is sleeping at my feet. A blonde sprite is beside me eating muffins and chugging protein shakes while a sweet, chocolate-brown-eyed red head is sitting to my right mastering triangular puzzles. I am drinking hot coffee – not lukewarm or even cold! There is hope I might even finish the entire…