Thanksgiving Thought

Trevor was telling me what he learned in school about Native Americans. When he was done, I asked if he knew we had some Native American ancestors. He was all surprise, and said "I haven't met my Native American Aunt-Sisters in a hundred years!"

Gwama's Fishie

I can't remember when either grandma last had a fish die, but a few days ago, Miriam asked me when "Gwama's fishie" was going to be resurrected. I'm not sure what our doctrine is on animal resurrection, but I tried to explain about spirits and death and resurrection. Today she has had a fever. Tonight she was on my lap while I was reading Old Testament stories when she stopped me to say, "Gwama's fishie sure is taking a long time to be resurrected."

My New World

We're mostly settled into our new house. The boys have adjusted to their long public school days, and the internet is working. I shall now rejoin the land of blogging. This implies that we are very soon going to replace the missing battery charger for our camera. I've missed so many photographic opportunities.

I am wondering, with my world being so new and all, if I should start a new blog. It's partly the focus, I was thinking about being more education/nurturing child oriented, less personal, and partly the labels-I don't know how to clean them up once they're started. I have a barely used "art" label. I want it to be "arts and crafts." I know some families keep two or more blogs-one for friends, one for a target audience. I think that's what I'll do, although I wonder how regularly I can post on both.