Sunday, August 28, 2011
Last night, I slept fitfully, my dreams full of searching and running. Foghorns woke me early, then wove their way into these dreams as I drifted in and out of sleep. When I finally got up, there was a message from my sister in Connecticut, from my aunt in Virginia, from a close friend in Brooklyn. Accounts of epic lightning, rain, power outages. But they are safe. I hope the rest of you in Irene's path are doing ok.
Last night, in one sitting, I read, and very much enjoyed - am still thinking about - A Reliable Wife.
Our weekend was cloudless and hot. We Pacific Northwesterners don't get much of this, one to two weeks each summer, when it's truly hot by most people's standards. It was just beautiful. Our last weekend of summer at home, as next weekend we'll be traveling.
Last week during the boys' swim lessons I re-read How to Talk So Kids Will Listen and Listen So Kids Will Talk, and was rewarded by a series of small parenting successes over the past few days, thanks to some good reminders.
Best wishes for your week. xo