It's a small world after all...
11 August 2010
Seriously, it’s August 11th? When did that happen?
Not only have I completely lost track of dates, but my world is super small. The kids and I might trek the 1/2 mile to Target, or maybe the 2 miles to the post office, but otherwise we’re at the house. And with the vicious heat these last couple weeks, we’re basically in the house at all times.
I hate that feeling of disconnect. A couple nights ago, I looked across the street and saw my neighbor doing some yard work. I thought, “What on earth is she doing working so late?” Then I realized it was 8:15. Seriously.
So I’d like to tip my hat to a couple things that remind me the world is bigger than my tiny subdivision here in Overland Park:
1. Books that take me to other worlds far, far removed from my own. Like an island in Chesapeake Bay where I’m a religious sister. (More on that this Friday. Seriously, EVERYONE SHOULD READ THE PASSION OF MARY-MARGARET BY LISA SAMSON.)
2. My husband who carries the dinner conversation these days since all I can talk intelligently about is poopy diapers and the happenings on Ni-Hao Kai Lan. (Although the other night he mentioned a work trip to Taiwan … I didn’t appreciate that reminder of how big the world is.)
3. National Geographic, which I usually just read over Ben’s shoulder. I should read it. I think that’s why Ben’s so much smarter than me. Last night he was looking at these pictures of sand dunes in Brazil. Amazing stuff.
Off to convince a fussy baby that yes, it is indeed time to sleep…
Please leave me a note about what kind of stuff is going on in your corner of the world. I need the reminder that life exists outside of these four walls…
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