Cool wind and I have the best view
Taking a few hours to myself while the little lamb & her Daddy snooze and our lovely monkey girl hangs with her grandma. The view of wind on ocean and the bluster and the cool air and the sun are intoxicating. I love it. Finally feels like fall. A PERFECT weekend for apple picking. I realize the irony of having rare precious time alone and using it to communicate to well…who, really? Noone. This is journaling.
The girls are amazing, so much going on each day. So much joy and frustration in dealing with babies and preschoolers. Going through a bit of a crise de foie the last couple of days. Didn’t fast, obviously.
And in pondering the lives of others close to me, realize that I am missing a few goals right now. And I am a mother in search of a theory. I need a guiding theory of parenting to give me daily priorities beyond the rituals of little children (the meals, snacks, baths, potty stuff). I like the approach whereby you ask what kind of people you hope your children become and then tailor your daily behavior, activities and parenting style with the aim to model that kind of person. Of course, there are a few essential ways I hope my children are NOT lie me and I have no way to model for them someone with verbal restraint, or a cool, calm head, or an early-riser, or a diligent focused approach to one’s passions or problem-solving. But then, somehow it seems that a more authoritarian attitude produces better results although I’d prefer my girls not become little dictators. Hmmm. See? Crise de foie et de philosophie!
Hope this works, I’m hoping to retrieve my password so I can start updating this site with pictures AND words in November, when I retrieve my computer. Which I will then set up for use…ok could be a while before regular updates…
I have, for once, no song in my head, just the wind. AMAZING what a couple of hours of peace and silence can do!