Another Pleasant Valley Sunday

A busy day in the Household of Paul. Laundry. Grocery shoppng. General fixing up. Kids napping (ahhh the life of a child). More things to do on this lovely day. More laundry. Prepare party bags for the next few TS parties. Lesson plans. Create tests. Tend to the gardens and beds.
I'm amazed at the energy my children have. It seems boudless, and I often wonder if I were like them at their age. I remember playing in the street until the streetlights came on, and then congregating on someone's front lawn until moms and dads started calling us home. My kids won't have that privilege. Too dangerous. I'm too nervous to let them do that.
I'm amazed at how much they know already. At 2 & 4, they sing complete songs (not necessarily with the right words...) in time with the music. Counting. Spelling. Reading. Real conversations (which I'm still gobsmacked by with my 2 year old. When did he learn so many words?) Gymnastic stunts. Dance routines. Bike riding. Monkey bar hanging. More love than I can handle. And that's good.
Life is good.