A moment in history

There is no better way to bring history to life than to watch Obama be sworn in as the 44th President of the United States of America. It thrilled me to no end to sit, spellbound, on my couch with Superman by my side, and watch the days events unfold. All of the questions, the wonder of the moment in my son's eyes. He loved it. He knew the importance of such a huge milestone and he was captivated. There is no better opportunity than that to talk about history and the struggle of nations and cultures and religions and how it all brought us to this one defining moment that will carry us forward. It was a brilliant moment in time.

Things here are also moving forward brilliantly. I've been trying to kick a cold that seems to like me too much and refuses to leave my body. As I went through the motions of the day, Superman was busy on various tasks and at one point he was emailing my parents about some topics of interest that they wanted to know more about. He kept calling out to me "Mum, is this how I spell....." and it hit me that after the 20th time of him calling out words, he had made no mistakes in his spelling!!! I stopped to look at him, feeling so proud and I pointed out to him how every time he asked me about a word, he had already gotten it right all by himself! I think his eyes literally sparkled.

Ladybug is still enjoying school. She loves her work, having friends to play with (some little guy by the name of Cody is a constant topic of conversation at the dinner table every night) but she's having a tough time getting out the door in the morning. We've slowed down our daily routine so we can fit in some extra snuggles before it's time for her Daddy to take her. She says she misses me too much and would rather be home but the promise that I will be there as soon as her day ends seems to bring comfort.

Over the weekend Superman and his Dad went to the Monster Truck Show with a friend of ours and his son. They had a blast. Superman took pics and was quite excited to show us when he came home. While the boys were gone, the girls had a pj party!! Ladybug and I put on a fire, curled up on the couch under blankets, had snacks, painted our toes a matching burgundy colour and watched Broadway's Lost Treasures on DVD until our nails tried. We were both feeling under the weather so it was the perfect afternoon in. The down time did us both good and help to fill that anxiety Ladybug has been having about being away from me during the day. This has also caused her to suggest that pj parties are something we should add to our DAILY routine. ;)