7 Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 10)
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Last weekend, we took a trip to the pumpkin patch. Normally, such an event would warrant its own post, but there was a sore lack of pictures, making a full post seem a little anti-climactic. Instead, please enjoy the above highlights: Isabel with a giant pumpkin, Elijah expressing his distaste at the loudness of the tractor (and wearing a slightly too-small sweater).
I am currently reading The Yellow Birds by Kevin Powers. I got it from the library for Kurt, but took a peek myself, and was hooked from the first page. It is a novel about the Iraq War, yes, but really, it is so much more than that. The writing is so beautiful that I am restricting myself to reading one chapter a day so that it isn't over too quickly.
Isabel is awesome. So awesome, in fact, that there is one (just one!) thing about her that drives me crazy, and it is this: she just loves dropping her food on the floor. Or, in the case of loaded spoons, flinging her food on the floor. It is gross. Last night, Kurt and I were looking at an old picture of toddler Elijah chowing down on some sweet potatoes, and we realized that this is a new problem for us as parents. Elijah would not have dared let even a tiny morsel of food escape his gaping jaws. He still doesn't.
I just sent off another set of snack magnets to a giveaway winner, this time in Spanish. If you or anyone you know is interested in purchasing a set of your very own, leave a comment or email me at email@example.com.
Catchiest song of the week? Has to be That Girl by Jennifer Nettles. It's kind of like Stay, but, you know, not as depressing.
I wasn't sure what to put for number 6, until Shaina sent me this. My recommendation? Bridget Jones' Diary with Woodchuck cider because a girly book needs a girly bev.
Finally, as many of you know, Kurt and I are going to Mexico next week. Without the kids. (Gasp!) I am a bit apprehensive, but am buoyed by both my confidence in the competence of my in-laws and the excitement I feel in attending the wedding of my little sister. You may not hear from me for awhile, but be assured that I will be enjoying myself heartily while simultaneously missing my children terribly.