Well we’ve made it to Thursday. Last night, Mike and I watched the “Company Picnic” episode of The Office. It’s the one where Jim and Pam find out they are expecting. That episode gets me every dang time. I love that episode for one tiny scene with Michael though, too. He talks about how he was ok with not trying to force a reunion with ex-girlfriend Holly, saying that he thinks instead, they will just have a long story. I love that. I love that long-sightedness. Our stories really are long. It’s good to remember that. How easy is it for us to get caught in the today. The right-this-minute. And then we forget, this isn’t forever. We’ve got time. Our story isn’t over yet.
Here are a few other things I’ve loved from this past week…
My brother stopped by to visit me and the boys. We had coffee and caught up, and the boys sat on his lap and begged him to read them stories. We all love Uncle Josh.
This Tart Triumph
I tried my hand at a traditional French tart, and despite forgetting that my oven wasn’t working and that I didn’t actually own a tart pan, it was still sort of a triumph. The crust was made from almonds that I crushed myself and the custard was made with fresh lemons that I squeezed by hand. Not to mention the three separate times I chilled the silly thing. The French might eat real butter, but they work for it man. They work for it. (And I would like to say that I’m now a proud, first time owner of a tart pan. Thanks Jarod ;-).)
This New Recipe
It’s quinoa mac and cheese with spinach and it was delicious. Recipe found here.
This Monumental Occasion
I registered Theo for kindergarten this week. I’m ready. He’s ready. It will be a new adventure for sure, with learning curves all around, but I’m excited for this next stage.
These Chubby Cheeks
Just look at those delicious little chubbers! All the sweetness.
The weather has warmed up a bit and we’ve jumped at the chance to get out for as many walks and trips to the park as possible. One day, we weren’t even two houses up the street when Theo discovered a fallen pine tree branch across the side walk. He insisted on carrying that crazy thing all the way to the park and then home again. he kept saying, “I’m a leader! I’m strong!” Oh that child. That iron will. He is gonna do great things.
This Messy Eater
He is just the ABSOLUTE MESSIEST. I mean seriously. It’s disgusting. But he eats everything I put on his plate and then some, so I guess I really can’t complain. But really. It’s so gross.
This New Adventure
This week, I had a meeting to help plan a 5K for a nonprofit I’m a part of and officially accepted a role on our village’s park committee. I ran home in between meetings to breastfeed Bea and then left the guys with a few cans of green beans and some Italian sausages to heat up for their dinner. There was a homemade sweet potato salad left over from the other night to throw into the mix so don’t feel too sorry for them.
I know we can’t “do it all,” but what does that really even mean? I’m finding this stage of life to be the most productive, adventurous, go-get-em-ist phase I’ve ever experienced. It’s required me to be flexible yet focused. Fearless yet wise. I’ve turned down things that might “seem” like good ideas to pursue ones that make a lot less sense on paper but 100% align with my purpose.
I love Leslie Knope. She loves her friends. She works hard. And she believes in building a community where people are loved, safe, and a part of something bigger. She believes in giving more than getting. She believes in team work, but isn’t afraid to do the work herself. And God loves her, she love breakfast food. Leslie is my spirit animal. Let’s all be more like Leslie.