Fall is Arriving

Brrr! I love fall, but it takes me a few to adjust to the cooler weather. Here I sit, wrapped in a heavy fleece blanket, thinking wishfully about my ‘orange cappuccino’ days…

Set the alarm for early this morning. Shivered through a hot bath and then 3 year old and I fixed banana pancakes and hot chocolate for everybody.
Both of my older girls were scheduled to get two primary teeth pulled at 10:30 A.M. Seems the roots weren’t dissolving, and 7 year old’s permanent teeth were pushing up behind her primary teeth. Thankfully she breezed through the extraction, her one thought that finally she would have teeth to leave for the tooth fairy… Nine year old is going to need braces, and her extractions were to free up some space for the crooked teeth angling for position in her mouth. Oh the joys of dental payments.

We squeezed in math and spelling tests before going to town, and covered science while waiting for the numbness to wear off so the girls could eat lunch.

The girls are creating dioramas for Awana and I’m musing about what to fix for supper. Any ideas? My mom’s annual gift, the Taste of Home cookbook–ooh-la-la, arrived in the mail today, but I’m curious:

What are you fixing for supper tonight?

The Civilizing of Young Children

I checked in at Beck’s yesterday and was treated to a great post, as always, entitled, Bad Mother.

Beck reprimanded her daughter with a “Shame on you” in front of a guest whom she describes as a “certain Baby Boomer relative”. Anyway, I took this little gem of Beck’s and wanted to share it with you here:

The civilizing process demands that we learn to behave appropriately regardless of however much we may feel like smacking our younger brother in the head with a book for singing too loudly (just to use a “random” example.). Shame might not be a popular emotion, but it’s a necessary one and the appropriate response for letting our feelings overwhelm us and spill over into hurting another person.

The snippet above precedes a riotous and on-spot review of Corinne Maier’s book: No Kid. Apparantly this author wishes she’d never had kids, because of the huge disappointment they’ve become in her life. Sad stuff, people.

Jaunt on over to Beck’s and read the rest, it’s worth it. There are some insightful goodies in the comments as well.