Summer is my favorite season, which means I begin to miss it before it has even ended. Mourning and reveling happen in equal parts as we squeeze in every ice cream and bike ride and porch evening possible. Still, its not all bad: school supply lists have been received! And while I’ll miss the spontaneity and ease of our summer schedule, it’s exciting to think about a new school year, especially when I reflect on the amazing growth we saw in our children last year.
This was one of Ivy’s early writings, and it is among my most prized possessions. The assignment was to write a “How-To” book; the children could write about anything they knew how to do well. Ivy chose “How to Love”. Its more than a mother’s tunnel vision when I tell you that Ivy is uniquely qualified to write on this subject—she truly is an expert.
To summarize, the ingredients list: Love, Care, Work Hard. She gets it. And for added heart tugs, she knows not just how to love perfectly, but how to love me perfectly: Togetherness, nature, clean floors. As is usually the case, something complex and befuddling and sometimes hard for adults is crystal clear to kids. Thank you for the reminder Ivy.
Normally I am staunchly, stereotypically squeamish about bugs, but hot damn God got it right with fireflies. Nothing feels more storybook-like than watching my kids’ chubby fingers greedily cupping these might-be-fairies; we are anxiously watching for them to float into our evening walks. Do yourself a favor and click on that photo to make it bigger, then go learn more from our friends at National Geographic who took this incredible time-lapse shot.