Sick Day

Charlie's got a little cold right now, and he's unusually clingy. I fully admit to enjoying it--he's so on the go these days we don't sit and cuddle nearly as much as we used to. When he's sick, however, I feel justified in sitting with him on my lap for hours while we read and watch Curious George. "Make a circle, Mommy," he demands, and I obligingly sit cross-legged to make a chair of myself. He snuggles in, wipes his nose on my shirt, and sighs contentedly. We sit, quiet and warm, our hearts beating together.

There's nothing I want in the world more than for him to grow up, to become a healthy, autonomous, adventurous adult who doesn't "need" his Mommy.

But please, let the time crawl between now and then. Because there's nothing better than cradling a warm bundle of love and snot in my lap.

Charlie Runs

What We're Reading Now

Charlie's recent faves:

Ballerina by Peter Sis
Do You Want to Be My Friend? and Mister Seahorse by Eric Carle
Underground by David MacCaulay
The Peace Book by David Parr
Stella, Queen of the Snow by Marie-Louise Gay
and our own gnome stories that we write and illustrate, of course!

Mom's nightstand:

The Black Swan: The Impact of the Highly Improbable by Nassim Nicholas Taleb
Galapagos by Kurt Vonnegut
Near a Thousand Tables: A History of Food by Felipe Fernandez-Armesto

And if, dear reader you want a bit of an idea why we are autodidactic, experiental, interest-based home learners here--check out this Ted talk!