Irish Wisdom

Three folds in my garment
Yet only one garment I bear
Three joints in a finger
Yet only one finger is there
Three leaves in a shamrock
Yet only one shamrock I wear
Frost, ice and snow
Yet these three are nothing but water
Three persons in God
Yet only God is there

When I Have Seven Children

...I will write like this.

"Notes from the Trenches" is my favorite blog written by a stranger.

It is funny, insightful, and high traffic.

If I had a blog, this is what I'd want it to be.

And I wouldn't mind looking like this.

Gotta Go

Thinking in verse
Thoughts so terse
Head about to burst
Take a break first

All four kids asleep, and what do I do? Write cheesy poems.

A Haiku

Star almost shining
A magic circle of light
Miracle on earth

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So Big

Agent 002 is currently obsessed with his size. He clams to be "so big." And he wants to get bigger.

"I can touch the wood if I stand on my tip-toes. I am so big!"
"Mama, if I eat my whole dinner, will I get bigger?"
"Mama, will I get bigger if I drink my milk?"
"Papa, will I get bigger if sleep at night-time?"

And all I want is for him to slow down. My goodness, the boy is five already. Stay small, little man, stay small!

Does this job come with sick days?

Nope, but the rest of the benefits package is great.

Be back with you in a day or so.

Not again.....

I have the woodstove going.

On May 18.

What happened to global warming?

I am a Goldfish

The joy of a 17 second attention span is that I never get bored.

Sprouts

The first cucumber and potato sprouts are poking through the ground.

No sign of the corn, beets, beans, or squash yet.

This time last year, our garden got washed away by 17 inches of rain on Mother's Day weekend (our basement and attic took a little hit as well). It looks like we'll be safe this year.

Or at least this weekend ;)

Leap of Faith

I made up the beds with summer bedding today.

If it snows this weekend, blame me ;)

Cousin F is 2

Cousin F turns 2
Originally uploaded by warillever.

Cousin F had a birthday as well.

She and Agent 004 are now the same age.

It is a privilege to watch her grow.

Happy Birthday Buddy Boy

Agent 002 is 5 years old.

Parties at our house are low-key: cake,


ice cream,

and playing with the cousins:

Decorating is the fun part. We have a "tradition" of painting a tablecloth for every birthday. Here is Agent 002's "5" cloth. I covered it with a clear plastic shower curtain, and it cleans very well.

Here are some in-process pics of the tablecloth:

I love you more everyday, buddy boy.

Catching Up with Old Friends

I met up with a group of people from high school on Saturday. We celebrated Cinco de Mayo with frozen drinks on the deck, then moved on to dinner at a nice little Italian restaurant.

I hadn't seen two of them since high school.

And nothing had changed.

Or everything has. We are all doing very different things in very different surroundings, but we are all the same people we were twelve years ago. As one of my astute friends remarked, "we're all in different places, but it all makes sense."

I am not saying that we haven't grown -- we have -- but that all of us have followed our own natures. And everyone seems happy with the place they're in.

And it was really fun to get out of the house for an evening.

Can I Join?

Ironic Catholic reports on the Mary over Martha support group for women who feel that "listening to Jesus beats doing housework," because "Jesus Christ said there was only one thing necessary, and I'm guessing it wasn't Lysol."

It's good. It's really good. Read it.

The Hokey Pokey Monster

Agent 004 loves the Hokey Pokey -- You know that silly song that goes like this:

You put your left arm in
You take your left arm out
You put your left arm in
And shake it all about
You do the hokey pokey
And you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about.

It goes on and on with various body parts being put in and taken out.

But 004 doesn't just sing this any old time; this is what she sings (and acts out) as she gets dressed. So she puts her left arm into her sleeve, takes it out, puts it back in, and then shakes it vigorously. She then does the toddler-bop with her shirt hanging off of one arm.

Of course, since she is Agent 004, she turns her elf around.

It is incredibly cute, but more than a little annoying that she will not don a single piece of clothing without singing a verse for each body part.

I guess that I should just be impressed that she is a two-year old that dresses herself. Or something like that.

Here I am

We have had internet service back for a week now, but yet I have not yet posted anything significant. This is partly because we have been very busy this past week and partly because mr warillever has been using the computer to work from home in the evening, but mostly because I have fallen out of the habit of posting.

I have read that it takes 28 days to form a habit. No one ever talks about how easy it is to break that habit though.

I'll get back on a roll by posting this, then try again during my designated internet time this evening.

Until then!