We confirmed this week that the kids will be able to attend a day care down the street from Asbury on week-day afternoons. We’ll also be renting a house from the university, so from the house to my office to the day care is less a half-mile walk. We’re doing well on the live-local front! I am looking forward to keeping some things simple as we adjust to a new country, new jobs, and new community.
This morning the kids helped me make pumpkin rice pudding, so we counted in the eggs in the following manner:
Nathaniel: “One!”
Erin and Katherine: “One.”
“Two! Three!”
“Two.”
“Four! Five! Six!”
“Three.”
“Seven! Nine!”
“Four.”
And so on. He was up to twelve or thirteen by the time I got to nine. I was reminded of the way I used to rattle off numbers when my mom was counting out cups of flour when I was a kid: “One, Two, Four, Seventy-Seven! Six, four, three-and-a-half!” I was trying to annoy her, but here I think Nathaniel was just impatient with my slowness.
Erin