A Quote
"True wishes proceed from humility, a realization that the fulfillment of human desires depends on God's Will and Divine Providence and not entirely on willpower or hard work."
-The Mysteries Of Life In Children's Literature, Mitchell Kalpakgian
A Book
I just listened to In The House Of Tom Bombadil by C. R. Wiley on Canon+, and I have to say, it shifted my whole view of Tom Bombadil and his wife Goldberry. I never thought too deeply into his character in The Fellowship Of The Ring before, but I have to say, now I have a desire to re-read the book and figure out everything I missed the first couple times. Tom Bombadil can potentially represent so many things, it's pretty fascinating. Highly recommend if you're a Lord Of The Rings fan.
A Bit of Nature
A Recommendation
Since we're in the middle of fall and all things pumpkin, I'm recommending International Delight Pumpkin Spice coffee creamer. It has to be International Delight. I read on a blog once that it is the best pumpkin-flavored creamer, and I truly think they got that right.
A Moment Of Happiness
Last weekend we went to a corn maze and pumpkin patch as a family. We had a fun time, and we topped off our outing by letting the kids pick out their own mini pumpkins to decorate their room. My four year old asked if her baby pumpkin would rot, and I said that it might, but it would probably last until after Thanksgiving.
About an hour later, she asked me repeatedly when Thanksgiving was, and I answered her and didn't think much of it.
Fast forward a few hours, and right before bedtime she comes into my room sobbing. She lays her head down on my lap, wailing, and declares, "Mama, I don't want my baby pumpkin anymore, because I don't want to see it get all ROTTED!! You can have it. It will rot and you'll be able to see all it's CUTS!! I'm just so SAD that my baby pumpkin is going to ROT!!!" (Exclamation points signify extra wails thrown in there).
I reassured her multiple times that it would take a long time for it to rot, but she wouldn't have any of it. I tried not to laugh so many times, and we finally agreed that Baby Pumpkin would sleep in my room each night, and I'd check it each morning for any sign of rot before she looked at it. I still want to laugh when I think about it, because she was truly distressed about her pumpkin rotting, and it was so pathetically cute.
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