Thursday 26th February 2009 I am allowed to brag

It occurs to me that I haven't bragged about our children lately. I need to fix that problem.
There she is on her first day of school. She was a lot happier than that photo shows. And since then she has got use to school and now loves it. Mind you, she always did love all things books. I guess because we are avid readers and have always read to her. Cathy also loves to be read to. She will get her own book and bring it to us with the request to have it read to her.
I have also noticed that they both love rhyming books. Arch book are a common request. They tell Bible stories in a simple way which the children can easily understand.
Cocky's Circle Little Books is another firm favourite with both. Michele tries to read the, for herself.
Tonight is "Mr Mum" night. Mum goes to choir practice tonight and I get to be Mr Mum. Not a complicated task really. We watch a couple of videos then it will be bed time. Prayer and bed is the usual routine. That's after the usual drinks. I then relax with a good book or get on the net for a little while.
Almost sounds boring, but it's not. I like it simple and to keep it simple. We live in such a fast world that it is good to sit back and let the world go by. Rushing is not always good.
Talking of things good. Go read this. I am a fan of this lady. And this blog entry is true to our own experience. I am not sure if I have posted on food and diet before. But we have observed a link between the two. Also a clear link between "junk" food and home cooked food.
That brings me to another pet peeve of mine. Shops will often talk about "home cooked" food. Now to me that is false advertising unless the food has been cooked in a home. That is, cooked in some person's kitchen in their own home. A cafe` for example can't offer food cooked on the premises as "home cooked". Coz the premises is not a home, it is a cafe` unless it is a home as well. A home and a cafe` are two very different places. A cafe` is where one purchases food to eat in. A home is where one lives. Both may have a kitchen, that is a place to prepare food to be cooked and cooked. But that is where the similarity begins and ends.
Oh, and being picky is a male thing.
You see men are into details and fixing and waffles. Women are not into fixing and they are into spaghetti and things generally general.