Anyone else enjoy (and feel good) writing down what you do with your kids (and for them) in the day? If so, share here! 
I'll start:
Today was a good day! We got up and ate breakfast, met for our morning prayer and story, then discussed our plans for the day. We did some chores, dd1 worked on a craft project, the older boys built with legos. I read a story to ds2 about reconciliation b/c he is preparing to make his first and we have been studying it. We played trains, uno, go fish, candy land, dd2 made homemade pretzels, ds2 made icecream, we made bread, black bean soup, did some laundry, lanolized a wool diaper cover, took dd2 to her suzuki violin class, played playdough, ds1 worked on his math lessons (he's got a tutor b/c he's preparing for SAT's), now ds1 and dd1 are at guitar lessons. Tonight I think we'll eat fresh bread, bean soup, play some board games, and hopefully I'll get a work out in.
So, what'd you do??

I'll start:
Today was a good day! We got up and ate breakfast, met for our morning prayer and story, then discussed our plans for the day. We did some chores, dd1 worked on a craft project, the older boys built with legos. I read a story to ds2 about reconciliation b/c he is preparing to make his first and we have been studying it. We played trains, uno, go fish, candy land, dd2 made homemade pretzels, ds2 made icecream, we made bread, black bean soup, did some laundry, lanolized a wool diaper cover, took dd2 to her suzuki violin class, played playdough, ds1 worked on his math lessons (he's got a tutor b/c he's preparing for SAT's), now ds1 and dd1 are at guitar lessons. Tonight I think we'll eat fresh bread, bean soup, play some board games, and hopefully I'll get a work out in.
So, what'd you do??








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: ) in some rather remarkable ways (for example, at one point Barbie was creating God -- "she just makes the shape of God with her body, and then God exists"...Barbie herself is Uncreated: "she just makes herself") and muttered little imagined dialogue scenes.
They are flat, squishy, and just not right. I'm so afraid he's going to be so bummed in the morning that I already have a back-up plan: