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Sunday, March 02, 2008

This morning, Alice (4) taught her younger brother Clive about knives: "Oh!! Don't touch that Clive! It's ouchie! It's so ouchie it will make you bleed!"

I think that's a pretty good explanation of cuts. :)


Wednesday, January 02, 2008

I've done it. My friends no longer need be ashamed to acknowledge me. I've finally read Lord of the Rings all the way through....and I liked it. Not that there was any doubt of its being admirable, but I did doubt the worth of my own taste. Any road, it was good. :)


Thursday, December 20, 2007

I read the part of Fellowship of the Ring today where the hobbits get lost in the old forest, and the trees are leading them to the Withywindle to be captured. Then I went out into the swamp for a walk, and managed to get myself "lost." Of course, I really always knew where I was and where the house was (the only two things that really matter in the swamp :)), but I didn't always know how to get where I wanted to go. I had to keep reminding myself that the bushes weren't actually out to get me. The swamp can make some deceptive trails all on its own -- places where the bushes open invitingly and draw you in and on until suddenly you find yourself up against a wall of brambles or a deep part of the creek. I must admit that I looked suspiciously at the fir trees every time that happened...and held my breath while I was ducking through them, as if I had been going under water. But I made it home in the end, despite the trees.


Wednesday, December 19, 2007

I'm home and happy. :) Gingerbread and presents have wrapped up my attention, my family has surrounded me, and rain makes its old sound on the roof. Rejoice!


Saturday, December 08, 2007

The Millers have a three-year-old daughter, Alice. I was just getting a drink of water, and she came up to me and said, "Do you drink water every single day?" I told her I did, and she said, "Don't you ever drink anything else??"

She was consoled when I told her that I drink hot chocolate on some days.

Actually, I drink so much hot chocolate that I'll probably turn into an addict before I go home. I think I have almost a cup a day, when I add up all the times that I go to Bucers or my friends' houses to study.

Take cheer! It's almost Christmas!



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