Choose your battles

1. force kid to get a hair cut

2. force kid to practice piano

Arrest me, hair crime police.

My mouth was open

...and ready to yell (for the third time) : " Hurry UP! Snow pants ON! Time to GO! What are you guys DOING?"
And then I saw what they were doing:  listening attentively as their seven year old sister read to them.

I guess the hurrying can wait for today.

On beauty

This past week-end, L-man and I were working side by side in the kitchen, tearing chicken off the bone to make one of his favourite meals, Chinese ginger chicken. There was a LOT of chicken to be prepared, since we were having friends over. In the quietness of our work, I asked him who, in this world, he considered to be a beautiful person.  His response was priceless: "You, mom. You and dad, that's who I can think of."

I went no further in my questioning, basking as I was in that moment.