Ladybug, Ladybug fly away home

This was always one of my favorites as a kid:

So it was pretty neat yesterday, when the sun came out, ladybugs started swarming all over my house.  Not just 2 or 3, like 20 or 30 or 50.  They were everywhere.  All different types — bright red, pumpkin orange, lots of dots, or just a few.

Doesn’t legend say that it is good luck when a ladybug lands on you?  So why are both twins sick (or still sick) again?  Why was I up with one or the other all night long?  Why couldn’t I fall asleep during the one hour that they slept this morning?  What’s up with that?  Maybe you ladybugs better fly away home.

The sun’ll come out …

For a few days we had this:

But yesterday we were back to this:

and this

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First Frost

Greener Pastures

Change is never easy or simple.  Our transition here is still ongoing.  We are all learning how to stretch our legs in this new place.  But each time we have just a moment to look around and really see what we have found, we are grateful.

My honey gave me his blessing to run off this afternoon … to take pictures.  I went for a little drive and got to do some exploring (and I didn’t even use the GPS!).  I was amazed to find a lovely country road.  I was so excited to tromp off and explore and try new things with my camera.  The air was crisp, the sun bright and beginning to set.  Aside from risking my life walking down a twisty little country road — it was perfect.  To top things off, I found even more places to visit on my ride home, all only a few minutes drive from our new house.

So, here is my Best Shot Monday:

You can see some of my other shots here.

My View

This is one of the views from my new neighborhood.  The moonrise, not bad, huh?

Survival

I don’t know about you guys, but I’m finding each subsequent year of parenthood harder and harder.  When we had the twins, everyone comments about how “you’ve got your hands full.”  But the fruit babies are easy compared to a 6-year-old boy.  The challenges seem endless.

But then there are moments, now and then, where I am struck by what a crazy time it must be for him too.  We had “back to school” night this week.  The Snake’s new teacher, an enthusiastic new graduate, gave us a Parent’s School Year Survival Kit.  Those that know me know that I’m not exactly the weepy sort.  But that night, after things were quiet, I read this list.  And I was teary.  I think I will post it in my kitchen to try and remind myself of how much help 6-year-olds still need.

I give you a rubber band to remind you of hugging your child when he gets home (It’s hard being away from your family for the day).

I give you a tissue to remind you to dry your child’s tears (Children can get frustrated with themselves).

I give you a toothpick to remind you to “pick out” the good qualities of your child (Everyone is good at something!).

I give you an eraser to remind you that your child will make mistakes and that’s alright (Some of our best learning comes from mistakes we have made in the past).

I give you a band-aid to remind you of healing your child’s hurt feelings (Children can sometimes say mean words to each other).

I give you a sweet treat to remind you that everyone needs a treat occasionally (Reward your child for what he can do!)

I give you a sticker to remind you that we all need to stick together (Home and school).

I give you a tub of play-doh to remind you that if we work together we can help sculpt a young child’s mind into a beautiful piece of work!

I give you an apple because there is more than one teacher in your child’s life.