I don’t know if this counts as a magic moment to most people.
I’m happiest when with the family. I’m in my own little world and in my comfort zone. I love it when we do stuff together. Doesn’t have to be anything major, just every day stuff.
It was a nice Sunday afternoon with my two favourites.
Keeping with Gracie’s “trying new foods” theme, the OH suggested we buy stuff to make pizzas. Gracie loves to help make the tea, so we bought all the stuff and pretty much let her make the whole thing herself (we didn’t let her use knives, we’re not irresponsible).
Gracie loved doing it and I loved watching her get enthusiastic about it and trying all the different foods. She was asking what everything was and how she should prepare it. Then we cooked the food, all sat and had a family tea together.
It was a nice afternoon just the three of us.
The library here recently reopened with a MUCH better children’s section.
As my daughter is a bookworm, my sister and I took her along to join up and get some books out.
Grace really enjoyed it. There was a boat she could sit in to read, comfy chairs, computers and, of course, lots of books.
She would have probably stayed there all day if we’d let her. She chose six books (all of which have been read now) and got to scan them all herself at the self serve computer – she likes doing things like that. So I envisage another trip to the library next week to get some more.
I can’t read library books. I have book weirdness. I get laughed at for it. I can’t read a copy of a book someone else has already read. I have to buy my own copy and be the first person to read it. So I can’t ever borrow a book or get a second hand one. I have to have an unbent spine and no damage to the pages. I know, it’s odd.